my sexual orientation? everything but rap and country
Years of love have been forgot. In the hatred of a minute.
— Edgar Allan Poe (via weedbrain)
: jealousy is not my best colorand it sits at the back of my closetbut...
jealousy is not my best color
and it sits at the back of my closet
but it’s all I can think to wear
when I thinkof all those tired feet
that were brave enough
to explore youand found,
at the top of your highest mountain,
your lipsand found,
at the bottom of your lowest valley,
your hands
I can never say what I want to say. It’s been like this for a while now. I try to say something, but all I get are the wrong words - the wrong words or the exact opposite words from what I mean. I try to correct myself, and that only makes it worse. I lose track of what I was trying to say to begin with. It’s like I’m split in two and playing tag with myself. One half is chasing the other half around this big, fat post. The other me has the right words, but this me can’t catch her.
— Haruki Murakami (via vivasoul)
on the bright side i am not addicted to crack cocaine
