January 2012
7 posts
artsougly:
I want to live somewhere that doesn’t let me forget how beautiful this planet is.
December 2011
70 posts
“The problem with the world is that the intelligent people are full of doubts,...”
– Charles Bukowski (via burnthazel)
“We are lonesome animals. We spend all our life trying to be less lonesome. One...”
– John Steinbeck, from “In Awe of Words,” The Exonian, 75th anniversary edition, Exeter University (1930)
stop being angry. let it go.
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Lauren, what are you doing?
I love southern rock.
why am I gritting my teeth so much?
contronym:
omg this is an acoustic version of...
the girl least likely to.: lineage. →
jerseylumber:
“twin boys,” they said, “it’s genetic, you know.” i’m the last of my kind, the last in line for that kind of gift.
i don’t have the energy to half-heartedly deny it, so i laugh and close the heavy front door behind me. if only we’d gotten one more white christmas (like my grandmother wanted) i…
I miss him so much! Merry Christmas. I’m putting some latkes in the oven!
Watchi-declare-bankruptcy:
Day man Fighter of the Night man Champion of the sun You’re a master of karate and friendship…for everyone
& everyone talks but no one helps. Their words look like marble seeping out from between their lips; glistening with so much promise but no purpose. Ultimately, I am not what I seem. If I’m going to be this kind of person, I’m better off dead. So here I am, chiseling at the prospect of being me. That is what’s left, praying for wholeness while the whole world is tearing you...
& if my nephew doesn’t stop screaming I will choke myself
the strangest part is that he’s not coming back
“It’s the tragedy of loving, you can’t love anything more than something you...”
– Jonathan Safran Foer (via saddest-summer
)
Desert Noises on Audiotree →
Mumford & Sons feat. Laura Marling...
“what matters most is
how well you
walk through the
fire.”
– Charles Bukowski, from “how is your heart?” (via liquidnight
)
robbersmusic:
Satan is a woman. God is a woman.
“I exist, that is all, and I find it nauseating.”
– Jean-Paul Sartre, Nausea (via imfantasyparade)
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I know you’ve been sleeping for days but please wake up
how do I manage to fuck so many things up?
This is just another story among stories.
I return the amiable smiles that the young doctors toss my way as they move through the corridor. I laugh and hold hands with my mother in the cafeteria. I’ll leave my house tonight and engage in the usual twenty-one year old discourse. I will absorb his transience as apart of myself; as apart of the experience, and my inexperience with being...
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The only thing that is important to know about me is the happiness I feel when Stone Temple Pilots comes on the radio in my car.
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Find me the original copy of my heart and mind. I lost it when I lost you.
robbersmusic:
As fine as wine until the heart goes dry.
“The shortest distance between two points is often unbearable.”
– Charles Bukowski (via claradoti)
robbersmusic:
My intuition isolates my passion.
