December 2011
At times I feel the darkness more than the light which seems too fleeting, momentary beauty flickers and faints. I scatter pieces of lost feelings and moments I can never return to, holding on to words that are forgotten once spoken.
bleck.
Tom Robbins, Still Life with Woodpecker (via quotewhore
)
1 Corinthians 6:12 (via stare-type
)
Edgar Allan Poe (via misswallflower
)
I am not a poet
but a shadow
walking through days and streets
without a voice, without a language
A breeze
in the evening
gentle and quiet
A light that remains
at the end of day
Raindrops that fall without a sound
I am not a poet, but a shadow
dancing on a wall
in the night of fire
collecting secrets
Caitríona Ní Chléirchín, from “Shadow” (via growing-orbits
)
Albert Camus (via fuckyeahexistentialism
)
Robin Williams (via supercalifragi-sexy
)
News: I got the apartment that I love. And I should be more happy. But my brother ruins everything. And now I have to bring my purse upstairs to bed with me so he doesn’t feel tempted to go fuck things up again.
Asswipe.
haha really? i cant believe a forth grade teacher would have this on their wall lol. im so glad it inspired u to become a pirate hahaha