“Im hangry” the hell is that.
I pour my thoughts out of the window
(I don't need them anymore)
It drips on the roses of my garden
I watch their petals darken
i hate when other people are funnier than me.
(felt like writing shitty poetry today)
And now I'm in the woods
The sun is burning my cheeks
I feel your presence
You're a shadow, you're a tree.
You are everything there
But you are also nothing
I feel your presence
And I'm there, barefooted and running.
So much time have passed
And I still miss you, till this day
I feel your presence
Maybe I found peace.
theindianexpress / pascalchampion / hozier, ‘to noise making’ / titanic (1997) dir. james cameron / my chemical romance, ‘sing’ / abc news / dead poets society (1989) dir. peter weir / bertolt brecht
@kriszkriszdreamland love you
To all the people who've already put up their outside Christmas decoration, I see you and I appreciate you so much
Are you “enemies to lovers” fucked up or “found family” fucked up?
~kairos
the special relationship is as strong as ever, lads
ok but life is too short to even really care. i am embracing shamelessness until shame does not exist in my dictionary at all
Till death, we do art.