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wolvesandnicotine:

I tell you one thing
this girl should be a religion

wolvesandnicotine:

I tell you one thing

this girl should be a religion

wolvesandnicotine:

“My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women’s feet and asked for forgiveness. ”
― Jack Kerouac

wolvesandnicotine:

“My aunt once said that the world would never find peace until men fell at their women’s feet and asked for forgiveness. ”

― Jack Kerouac

wolvesandnicotine:

“Cigarettes and Whiskey and Wild, Wild Women” Perhaps I was born kneeling, born coughing on the long winter, born expecting the kiss of mercy, born with a passion for quicknessand yet, as things progressed, I learned early about the stockadeor taken out, the fume of the enema.By two or three I learned not to kneel, not to expect, to plant my fires undergroundwhere none but the dolls, perfect and awful, could be whispered to or laid down to die.Now that I have written many words, and let out so many loves, for so many, and been altogether what I always was—a woman of excess, of zeal and greed, I find the effort useless.Do I not look in the mirror, these days, and see a drunken rat avert her eyes? Do I not feel the hunger so acutelythat I would rather die than lookinto its face? I kneel once more, in case mercy should comein the nick of time.” ― Anne Sexton

wolvesandnicotine:

“Cigarettes and Whiskey and Wild, Wild Women” 

Perhaps I was born kneeling, 
born coughing on the long winter, 
born expecting the kiss of mercy, 
born with a passion for quickness
and yet, as things progressed, 
I learned early about the stockade
or taken out, the fume of the enema.
By two or three I learned not to kneel, 
not to expect, to plant my fires underground
where none but the dolls, perfect and awful, 
could be whispered to or laid down to die.

Now that I have written many words, 
and let out so many loves, for so many, 
and been altogether what I always was—
a woman of excess, of zeal and greed, 
I find the effort useless.
Do I not look in the mirror, 
these days, 
and see a drunken rat avert her eyes? 
Do I not feel the hunger so acutely
that I would rather die than look
into its face? 
I kneel once more, 
in case mercy should come
in the nick of time.” 
― Anne Sexton

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Because this tumblr is light nicotine

That´s my kind of pictorial art. 

That´s my kind of pictorial art.