March 2012
119 posts
February 2012
147 posts
absea:
One day I will find my demise and it will be beautiful this I promise you, like the colors of the sky when the sun prepares for the night as if the shades of orange, red and violet were warm, cozy blankets clouds, a fluffed pillow and the horizon a bed so soft you sink, deeper and deeper And I transition from man to earth, sea or a night’s...
1 tag
If I am not in the mix, the mix cannot be in me.
5 tags
1 tag
soaring downhill alone
my own gigantic Dust Bowl. poor, poor little soul— i am just skin and bones. scraping my way down the dusty dirt road, Most hopeless thing I’ve ever seen. I am hiking endlessly.
“Some people never go crazy. What truly horrible lives they must lead.”
– Charles Bukowski (via itsthismodernglitch)
1 tag
everyone just listens to everyone else and keeps their head way way way down low
“I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– Pablo Neruda (via electrick00laid)
1 tag
it’s strange to look at a photo of yourself as a little kid and realize I Once Was That Person
1 tag
trashcan, won’t you swallow every problem hung on the wall? won’t you swallow it all? won’t you get rid of every last bit of it all?
