December 2010
caeruleangypsy:
Heal me.
remarkably strange, in the best way ever, the...
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I'm a loser baby
So why don’t ya kill me?
well its 5:07 am
and im wide fucking awake.. no me gusta.. i wish i can put into words how i am feeling. its so hard for me to explain shit in words, i wish someone can come inside my mind for a while, they would get it, i dont know how to explain it, its all in pictures, there are some words, but you dont need words to understand my thought process, if you could just see into me you would fucking know. maybe you...
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
– Edgar Allan Poe (via narcosis)
anyone like 311?
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In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, “Look at me…I’m tall, and I’m straight, and I’m handsome. Look at you…you’re all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.” And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they...
tamburina:
I will remember your small room the feel of you the light in the window your records your books our morning coffee our noons our nights our bodies spilled together sleeping the tiny flowing currents immediate and forever your leg my leg your arm my arm your smile and the warmth of you who made me laugh again.
Charles Bukowski
