Salvador Dali with his wife Gala, 1933 (via)

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Each time we met, I could hardly wait to see her. I couldn’t sleep; I was happy but anxious because I felt so great when I was with her, and I was afraid of losing her. And that was when something started to grow: my desire for her. My desire to be in her arms, to caress her, to kiss her, my desire for her to want it too, to want me. Now…we’re really close. I sometimes sense some ambiguity…and I wait…holding my breath in suspended animation.

Julie Maroh
Title: Me Vs. Maradona Vs. Elvis Artist: Brand New 32 plays

If you let me have my way I swear I’ll tear you apart…

The more you love me, the more I will ruin you. I will take my darkness and I will push it inside you.

David Levithan

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Jeffrey Tang

#soon.  

I wanted to choose words that even you
would have to be changed by

Adrienne Rich