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All posts from December 28, 2008
“Since the moment we met, my wife and I have not stopped kissing. I’m Catholic and she’s Islamic, so there were complications. Throughout the delicate negotiations with our families, our lips did not part for a moment. Eventually they accepted our love, so we married. We walked, tongues tangled, down the aisle. Now after six years of marriage, we are still fused. We had our first child without stopping kissing for the conception, pregnancy or birth. Our lips are four broken scabs, and our chins always covered in blood, but we still never stop. We are far too much in love.”
Anthropology and a Hundred Other Stories by Dan Rhodes
A 101 stories, each one told in a 101 words.
Crumby Christmas
Hahaha! Oh, I wish I found this before Christmas was over. I would’ve loved to make a layout out of this one.
“How wrong is it for women to expect the man to build the world she wants, rather than set out to create it herself.”
Anaïs Nin (via thresca)
Why is it that some women act like wind-up dolls, only starting to live when they meet their man?
5 things I love
- cigarettes
- dia de los muertos’ skulls
- black tights
- red lipstick
- leopard print
now your turn* :D
- candied/caramelized apples
- 5-inch zebra heels
- my niece
- black lace
- sleeping on the shore
(re-blogged from unboundpages)
As I typed the fifth (sleeping on the shore), I remembered exactly how it felt. I remember lying on my back, looking up at the moon at three in the morning and falling asleep with nothing but my clothes and a flashlight. I remember waking up to the feeling of grains of sand stuck to my cheek as I shook more out of my hair, the smell of the sea and the sound of people sleepily making their way to the shore, laying out blankets to watch the sun rise.
There’s a painful tug in my chest whenever this memory comes to mind. When I think about it now I think of how foolish it was to fall asleep in the middle of the beach alone and far from help. But I’d do it again in a heartbeat. That was the only time in my life when I felt such pure contentment from solitude.
