voices spread through the room like butterflies or wildfires inspiring some to try a new way of thinking
he does not to leave the vine out of any loathing for his kin he simply can not stay waiting around to turn to raisin knowing that out there somewhere
in the final moments of dusk you r… a last grab at redemption to no possible avail toward a jury of stars and the judgement of the moon
I cannot be cast under any moon, upon any soul. If not for her,
decorated in soft skin vines of fire drape around her fireproof face my eyes kneel in worship of a goddess passing by
all of my weary and all of my woe is made into perfect sense a common thread in my favorite son… familiar tones of sadness the beauty of malaise
Freezing is all that ever I felt; Carrot and coal fall to the ground… Sadly, when Spring comes, I will… As well goes my scarf, my coat, an… Death comes upon without sound.
it’s okay if you want to stay insi… listen to a Bon Iver song on repe… eat too much ice cream and think about all the girls that got away
every drum in the world pales to the bang the crash the beat of her
let me brave myself for another da… for i am convinced that out there… worthy of all the pangs in the pil… let me have the strength to bear t… this face
let’s say you’re trying to go somewhere who isn’t? but let’s say you never get there
that moment right after you’ve finished readin… when the mind gets to digest and what Jeffers referred to as “The honey of peace”
the anticipation was staggering be… rifling through the closet for tha… a faded Misfits tee and my black leather jacket but the shows were always a disapp…
this shirt screams “i’m not still fucked up from last…
where every man has gone before and i don’t think i’ll be too far… but still it’s too bad that we couldn’t make… it’s too bad that we ever fell fro…
