1. Notes: 98 / 1 month ago  from peterreyes (originally from rillawafers)
   "I hope to hell that when I do die somebody has the sense to just dump me in the river or something. Anything except sticking me in a goddam cemetary. People coming and putting a bunch of flowers on your stomach on Sunday, and all that crap. Who wants flowers when you’re dead? Nobody."
   - JD Salinger (via rillawafers) (via bmckinney) (via cocknbull) (via peterreyes)
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2. 4 months ago 
   "Now, in the white cave, he knelt on tile. He lowered his head, licking her, salt Pacific mixed with her own wet, inner thighs cool against his cheeks. Palms cradling her hips, he held her like a chalice, lips pressing tight, while his tongue sought the locus, the point, the frequency that would bring her home. Then grinning, he’d mount, enter, and find his own way there."
   - Count Zero - William Gibson
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