A small dose of life.





pigmenting:

Kristian Cvecek, Fireflies


to be or not
to be;
that is not
the question

for you
will not be satisfied
with either
answer.

the paradox of being,
of existing
is when you search to be
found, you wind up
lost.




hellanne:

recorded daydreams (by goddess athenaie)


explore-blog:

May 20, 1990: Calvin and Hobbes creator Bill Watterson’s remarkable Kenyon College commencement address on creative integrity.





but the paradox is that everything is art so i care about everything
…mostly


I would still kiss you knowing that the taste of you would poison me. You kiss me lies while I kiss you secrets. It’s fine. You do not break me. I break myself. I will dream of your drowsy eyes and sleepy lips even if you will have already left by morning. I do not sleep at night when I am next to someone like you, but I pretend to be asleep when you slither out the door.




wingspan:

dennis scholl


1 tell your brother you miss him.
2. stop canceling on people.
3. learn how to speak directly and simply so that people can actually understand what you’re saying.
4. learn how to better string metaphors so you can describe the way someone’s touch is a feather slowly skating across your skin.
5. when you feel angry, don’t suppress it. anger freezes the insides until your heart is a frostbite. instead, scream.
6. return your overdue library books.
7. instead of staying in and feeling depressed, go outside. get some air.
8. open up word. write at least 20 reasons why you are lovable so that when you feel unlovable, you can refer to this list.
9. if that list doesn’t work, call someone, preferably your best friend.
10. eat everything you bought before it expires.
11. sober up.
12. sing. more.




this is me when i am not reading writing or partying


this is what i do when i’m not reading and writing


"i think guys are in love with the idea of you and they aren’t even wanting to know the real you. YOU OUTSMART BOYS. YOU’RE LIKE THE EPITOME OF A SEXY WOMAN. AND YOU’RE ALWAYS PLAYING HARD TO GET" Shepleigh


"Still now, I send letters into space hoping that some mailman somewhere will track you down and recognize you from the description in my poems, that he will place the stack of them in your hands? and tell you ‘There is a girl who still writes you…she doesn’t know how not to." Sarah Kay —“Long Distance Love” (via wingspan)


wingspan:

Matthew Cusick


You kissed me a backdrop of stars and I exhaled the solar system.

I am too much of a fool to not love you.



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