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I’m sorry I could never see myself
out of the twitching fever of my heartache,
that I traded everything we had for something
that never ended up being.

But if I could take
any of it back, it wouldn’t be the glittering hope
I stuck in the amber of your eyes, nor would
it be the sweet eager of our conversations.

No, it would be that last stony path to nothing,
when we both gave up without telling the other.
How silence arrived like a returned valentine
that morning we finally taught our phones not to ring.

Cristin O’Keefe Aptowicz (via rarararambles)
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Dogspotting now has a new member orientation powerpoint presentation 

I love this

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this couch is made out of butts

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