How thin those fingers looked how delicate, holding onto the wooden bedside,...– tansheer. (via anotherword)
After a while you learn the subtle difference Between holding a hand and...– Veronica A. Shorffstall, “After A While” (via thegirlandherbooks)
Before enlightenment - chop wood, carry water. After enlightenment - chop wood,...– Zen Buddhist Proverb (via lucifelle)
I do not feel good I’ve got the sad sads all I want to do is fuck you– Charles Bukowski (excerpt from Somebody)
Well, I’ve been where you’re hanging. I think I can see how you’re pinned. When you’re not feeling holy, Your loneliness says that you’ve sinned.
Now see, it’s natural to assume the worst when you’re raised to only trust...– The Early November. A Bigger Meaning. The Mother, The Mechanic, and The Path. (via anotherword)
Love never dies a natural death. It dies because we don’t know how to replenish...– Anais Nin
Beautiful things that lack proper names
A spurt of color that swirls around a teabag when it’s dropped into water Heavy sighs that convey complacency with just a hint of nostalgia Glossy trails that raindrops leave behind as they slide down a windowpane That half-smile that seems to whisper, “I’m okay… or at least I will be” Little specks of color that can be seen only in glossy eyes The mossy scent of the air directly after it...
454 W 23rd St New York, NY 10011—2157: that’s the... →
that’s the most unashamed I’ve ever seen anyone be of a hat fetish In one of his essays, Davenport claimed to “live almost exclusively off fried baloney, Campbell’s soup, and Snickers bars”. skull with a blue eye frangible evening an evening of fragmentation As the taxi sped into…
My, my, this demon heart of the master’s hand. Crush me. Why, I don’t...– of Montreal. She’s a Rejector. Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer
I don’t care how much sex anyone has, how often they do it, or who they do it...– Charlie Glickman (If You Don’t Respect Sluts, You Don’t Respect Women)