You know what? It’s really like that sometimes.
(Source: polarbearheir, via nitrogen)
Cello Suite
Something vaguely poetic
Where did all my love go? Draining from my palms like a leak in the roof?
“A Creek Runs Through This Home” dir: Serge Arlington, 1978
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“Don’t let me be the kind of person whose crimes get revealed after I die. May it all be written while I’m still alive.”
(Source: lovsixk, via lillyyofthevalley)
(via emptygrl)
(via emptygrl)
We Had the Experience but Missed the Meaning (Laida Lertxundi, 2014)
(via rohie)
“You kiss the back of my legs and I want to cry. Only / the sun has come this close, only the sun.”— Shauna Barbosa, from “GPS,” Cape Verdean Blues
(Source: lifeinpoetry)