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Well I’m basically in love with this
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/5b5abb04de535f8a26004af864795907/tumblr_mlm4p9m0wN1r0rzcxo1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/737478dc2ff9efdff5d7fdafb0f7452a/tumblr_mlm4p9m0wN1r0rzcxo2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/d1e2dbdd671ae3cd32c2108073c12421/tumblr_mlm4p9m0wN1r0rzcxo3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lovelustandlesbromance.tumblr.com/post/48761176001/well-im-basically-in-love-with-this"&gt;lovelustandlesbromance&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Well I’m basically in love with this&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50936573472</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50936573472</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 17:49:56 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>
Sometimes you meet someone and even though younever liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your...</title><description>&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Sometimes you meet someone and even though you&lt;br/&gt;never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your favourite colour now&lt;br/&gt;and sometimes you meet someone who can make the&lt;br/&gt;sickest addictions seem beautiful and sometimes&lt;br/&gt;there’s some people you’d rather sit on a couch with&lt;br/&gt;and drink some gas station coffee and read your favourite&lt;br/&gt;books over and over while you forget that dinners on the stove&lt;br/&gt;so it gets burned but you still think it’s delicious anyway.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Marry them.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50884719686</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50884719686</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 May 2013 00:32:39 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of..."</title><description>“I am not the first person you loved.&lt;br/&gt;
You are not the first person I looked at&lt;br/&gt;
with a mouthful of forevers. We&lt;br/&gt;
have both known loss like the sharp edge&lt;br/&gt;
of a knife. We have both lived with lips&lt;br/&gt;
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came&lt;br/&gt;
unannounced in the middle of the night.&lt;br/&gt;
Our love came when we’d given up&lt;br/&gt;
on asking love to come. I think&lt;br/&gt;
that has to be part&lt;br/&gt;
of its miracle.&lt;p&gt;
This is how we heal.&lt;br/&gt;
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You&lt;br/&gt;
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms&lt;br/&gt;
will bandage and we will press promises&lt;br/&gt;
between us like flowers in a book.&lt;br/&gt;
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat&lt;br/&gt;
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar&lt;br/&gt;
on your nose. I will write a dictionary&lt;br/&gt;
of all the words I have used trying&lt;br/&gt;
to describe the way it feels to have finally,&lt;br/&gt;
finally found you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
And I will not be afraid&lt;br/&gt;
of your scars.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
I know sometimes&lt;br/&gt;
it’s still hard to let me see you&lt;br/&gt;
in all your cracked perfection,&lt;br/&gt;
but please know:&lt;br/&gt;
whether it’s the days you burn&lt;br/&gt;
more brilliant than the sun&lt;br/&gt;
or the nights you collapse into my lap&lt;br/&gt;
your body broken into a thousand questions,&lt;br/&gt;
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.&lt;br/&gt;
I will love you when you are a still day.&lt;br/&gt;
I will love you when you are a hurricane.&lt;/p&gt;”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Clementine von Radics, &lt;em&gt;Mouthful of Forevers &lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://queen.tumblr.com/"&gt;queen&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50869784559</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50869784559</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 21:14:40 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/a808559f442349119c8888d5e67cca6c/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o2_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/de41e670480155505854e1c337792404/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4607611d6350b320d862a3eb0c4aada4/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o4_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/727173ce359b7b3907c6269521fae7e4/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o3_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/e118f02575c0c0d114bd71054bc4bad6/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o6_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5d5657ee0dbd0029bbc895424fac568f/tumblr_mn1wl0U9ZZ1qmp0v1o5_r1_250.gif"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50864020990</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50864020990</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 May 2013 19:57:22 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/e019362d74aec2bbb322559135d80e85/tumblr_mlq6hf9Hqf1rlpei7o1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50756246816</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50756246816</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 16:52:10 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>punctuation</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://implexa.tumblr.com/post/36625003911/punctuation"&gt;implexa&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;lots of times&lt;br/&gt; i’ve heard about&lt;br/&gt; people curving &lt;br/&gt; around their lovers&lt;br/&gt; like apostrophes &lt;br/&gt; and commas&lt;br/&gt; and ellipses&lt;br/&gt; but when you&lt;br/&gt; brush your&lt;br/&gt; swollen lips&lt;br/&gt; against my&lt;br/&gt;shivering spine&lt;br/&gt; grammar goes&lt;br/&gt; right out the&lt;br/&gt; window.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720187295</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720187295</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:53:48 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I look at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world"</title><description>“I look at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Frank O’ Hara (Having a Coke With You)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720163742</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720163742</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:53:03 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Here is what I know: 
You drink your coffee black and we are afraid of each other. 
Once you kissed..."</title><description>“Here is what I know: &lt;br/&gt;
You drink your coffee black and we are afraid of each other. &lt;br/&gt;
Once you kissed my neck in front of your friends &lt;br/&gt;
and it made me very shy. &lt;br/&gt;
Once you kissed my stomach and I started crying. &lt;br/&gt;
I see the tender way you touch things and want to kiss your nose &lt;br/&gt;
but I keep my mouth to myself. &lt;br/&gt;
Your collarbones are craters big enough to fit my fist into. &lt;br/&gt;
You are the most beautiful thing I’ve seen in months. &lt;br/&gt;
I was not good to the last person I loved so I punished my heart &lt;br/&gt;
(I let it break and bleed out then roughly sewed it back together) &lt;br/&gt;
It is hard to write poems when I only know how to fuck you.&lt;br/&gt;
I am always trying. I am thinking of Somedays. I am saying goodbye.&lt;br/&gt;
You asked why I never write anything honest so I am writing you this.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;(via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://clementinevonradics.tumblr.com/"&gt;clementinevonradics&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720079264</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50720079264</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:50:26 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>how to love your depressed lover.</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://que-bola.tumblr.com/post/41526284001/how-to-love-your-depressed-lover"&gt;que-bola&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://five--a--day.tumblr.com/post/37728434696/how-to-love-your-depressed-lover"&gt;five—a—day&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
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&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last night I thought I kissed&lt;br/&gt; the loneliness from out your belly button.&lt;br/&gt; I thought I did, but later you sat up,&lt;br/&gt; all bones and restless hands, and told me &lt;br/&gt; there is a knot in your body that I cannot undo.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I never know what to say to these things.&lt;br/&gt; “It’s okay.” “Come back to bed.”&lt;br/&gt; “Please don’t go away again.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Sometimes you are gone for days at a time&lt;br/&gt; and it is all I can do not to call the police,&lt;br/&gt; file a missing person’s report, even though &lt;br/&gt; you are right there, still sleeping next to me&lt;br/&gt; in bed. But your eyes are like an empty house &lt;br/&gt; in winter: lights left on to scare away intruders.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Except in this case I am the intruder and you&lt;br/&gt; are already locked up so tight that no one&lt;br/&gt; could possibly jimmy their way in.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last night I thought I gave you a reason &lt;br/&gt; not to be so sad when I held your body like &lt;br/&gt; a high note and we both trembled from the effort.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Some people, though, are sad against all reason,&lt;br/&gt; all sensibility, all love. I know better now.&lt;br/&gt;I know what to say to the things you admit to me&lt;br/&gt;in the dark, all bones and restless hands. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;“It’s okay.” “You can stay in bed.”&lt;br/&gt;“Please come back to me again.”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719793621</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719793621</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:41:21 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"She stuck a bookmark
in my heart
and walked away."</title><description>“She stuck a bookmark&lt;br/&gt;
in my heart&lt;br/&gt;
and walked away.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;She (Saul Williams)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719668416</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719668416</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:37:18 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"If I love you, is that a fact or a weapon?"</title><description>“If I love you, is that a fact or a weapon?”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Margaret Atwood (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://writingsforwinter.tumblr.com/"&gt;writingsforwinter&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719609891</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719609891</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:35:29 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.
You leave the same impression
Of something beautiful,..."</title><description>“If the moon smiled, she would resemble you.&lt;br/&gt;
You leave the same impression&lt;br/&gt;
Of something beautiful, but annihilating.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Sylvia Plath, “A Rival”  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://memorieswerenot.tumblr.com/"&gt;memorieswerenot&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719602425</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719602425</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:35:15 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>myviciousheart:

pledgingmylove:

brb. crying.

&lt;3
</title><description>&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5642556b766a37f9bd2da3bba3919117/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/4941747fa3864b0aa26bfdc93b08b511/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto2_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/f898988decf3b9448b986ec16625cea2/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto3_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/8e67c8a807a9a4ead03deb0a6edb1978/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto4_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/85a2de117b6c2963903c08fbe5e9556e/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/f533638ae6ff72b85bed5b76b915a173/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto8_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/5ff1cc0cfcd3e57c9e0832ca550edc64/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto6_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://25.media.tumblr.com/774758c9886e1f864c58f8a424c90fca/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto7_r5_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/de6bf16e59270554c8ecc49f99ee0747/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto9_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/1626b542174897a7314590670e641795/tumblr_mhuv6skWeO1qas1mto10_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; &lt;br/&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://myviciousheart.tumblr.com/post/42593245096/pledgingmylove-brb-crying-3"&gt;myviciousheart&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://pledgingmylove.tumblr.com/post/42581771003"&gt;pledgingmylove&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;brb. crying.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;3&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719569734</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719569734</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:34:12 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I kept thinking how marvelous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out..."</title><description>“I kept thinking how marvelous it would be if I could somehow tear my heart, which felt so heavy, out of my chest.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;Anton Chekhov&lt;/em&gt; (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://allegorys.tumblr.com/"&gt;allegorys&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719450288</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719450288</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:30:24 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"For you, a thousand times over."</title><description>“For you, a thousand times over.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Khaled Hosseini&lt;/strong&gt;  (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://24ribs.tumblr.com/"&gt;24ribs&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719377385</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719377385</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:28:01 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>a shoutout to my fellow masochists</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://ashandbone.tumblr.com/post/10393651827/a-shoutout-to-my-fellow-masochists"&gt;ashandbone&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;blockquote&gt;
&lt;p&gt;the slowest&lt;br/&gt; most effective way to kill yourself &lt;br/&gt; is to drown in another person&lt;br/&gt; some boys are just like that&lt;br/&gt; eyes like green or brown puddles&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; a child can drown in just two inches of water&lt;br/&gt; ive done more with less&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/blockquote&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719371764</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719371764</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:27:50 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>Photo</title><description>&lt;img src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mc4820y6ow1qe31lco1_500.jpg"/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719192247</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719192247</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:21:53 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks..."</title><description>“I am a forest, and a night of dark trees: but he who is not afraid of my darkness, will find banks full of roses under my cypresses.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Friedrich Nietzsche (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://moon-cosmic-power.tumblr.com/"&gt;moon-cosmic-power&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719179450</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719179450</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:21:27 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"Come sleep with me: we won’t make love. Love will make us."</title><description>“Come sleep with me: we won’t make love. Love will make us.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Julio Cortázar (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://lavandula.tumblr.com/"&gt;lavandula&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719162155</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719162155</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:20:52 -0400</pubDate></item><item><title>"I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your..."</title><description>“I look at you and see all the ways a soul can bruise, and I wish I could sink my hands into your flesh and light lanterns along your spine so you know that there’s nothing but light when I see you.”&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Shinji Moon (via &lt;a class="tumblr_blog" href="http://puppywuv.tumblr.com/"&gt;puppywuv&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/em&gt;</description><link>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719102037</link><guid>http://lovex3.tumblr.com/post/50719102037</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 May 2013 06:18:54 -0400</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
