so it goes.

wordsarefornerds: For The Foxesdon’t feel sorry for me.I am a...

Wed, 01 May 2013 10:06:56 -0400

For The Foxes

don’t feel sorry for me.
I am a competent,
satisfied human being.

be sorry for the others
who
fidget
complain

who
constantly
rearrange their
lives
like
furniture.

juggling mates
and
attitudes

their
confusion is
constant

and it will
touch
whoever they
deal with.

beware of them:
one of their
key words is
“love.”

and beware those who
only take
instructions from their
God

for they have
failed completely to live their own
lives.

don’t feel sorry for me
because I am alone

for even
at the most terrible
moments
humor
is my
companion.

I am a dog walking
backwards

I am a broken
banjo

I am a telephone wire
strung up in
Toledo, Ohio

I am a man
eating a meal
this night
in the month of
September.

put your sympathy
aside.
they say
water held up
Christ:
to come
through
you better be
nearly as
lucky.

- Charles Bukowski

"Finding you was like coming home."

Tue, 30 Apr 2013 14:26:47 -0400

“Finding you was like coming home.”

- 6-Word Story #81 (via fakeville)

weedbrain: “They gave me a medal for killing two men, and a...

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 13:45:51 -0400

weedbrain:

“They gave me a medal for killing two men, and a discharge for loving one.” - Leonard Matlovich

says a lot right here.

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Thu, 04 Apr 2013 17:08:06 -0400

Love isn’t about fucking each otherat any opportunity. It also isn’t about how many monthsor...

Thu, 04 Apr 2013 13:20:45 -0400

Love isn’t about
fucking each other
at any opportunity.

It also isn’t about
how many months
or years
that you’ve been together.

To me,
love is about
being able to see light
inside of the person
who knows nothing
but darkness.

60,000 miles.

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 17:26:02 -0500

33113:

I learned in biology
that we have
60,000 miles
of vessels
carrying
blood.

New York City to
San Francisco,
the Empire State
to the Golden Gate
twenty-three times.

so much
and yet
I feel as if
60,000 miles
isn’t nearly enough;

my heart beats
and I inhale
but I don’t
feel alive.

gordonlevitting: if you’re ever feeling overdramatic just remember that zelda fitzgerald once threw...

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 17:25:34 -0500

gordonlevitting:

if you’re ever feeling overdramatic just remember that zelda fitzgerald once threw herself down a flight of marble stairs at a party because her husband was talking to someone else

dover-over-clover: Bless his little heart.

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 17:24:56 -0500

dover-over-clover:

Bless his little heart.

"Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response...."

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 17:24:40 -0500

““Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response. Sometimes I will think of something to say and then I ask myself: is it worth it? And it just isn’t.””

- Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via de-licacy)

weedbrain: :3

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 16:28:58 -0500

weedbrain:

:3

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Wed, 06 Feb 2013 16:15:41 -0500

aseaofquotes: David Levithan/Rachel Cohn, Nick & Norah’s...

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 16:14:03 -0500

aseaofquotes:

David Levithan/Rachel Cohn, Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist

neutralmilk: my sexual orientation? everything but rap and country

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 16:07:46 -0500

neutralmilk:

my sexual orientation? everything but rap and country

"Years of love have been forgot. In the hatred of a minute."

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 12:38:13 -0500

“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...

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 12:38:01 -0500

: jealousy is not my best colorand it sits at the back of my closetbut...:

late-nights-and-lost-minds:

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 think

of all those tired feet
that were brave enough
to explore you

and found,
at the top of your highest mountain,
your lips

and 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..."

Wed, 06 Feb 2013 11:43:03 -0500

“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)

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Fri, 18 Jan 2013 13:14:50 -0500

leekimhoung: New Born Deer x

Fri, 18 Jan 2013 12:58:17 -0500

leekimhoung:

New Born Deer x

clavid: on the bright side i am not addicted to crack cocaine

Fri, 18 Jan 2013 12:58:01 -0500

clavid:

on the bright side i am not addicted to crack cocaine

alecshao: ee cummings - let it go - the

Fri, 18 Jan 2013 12:57:50 -0500

alecshao:

ee cummings - let it go - the