climbing into a giant’s lap and laying down on their thigh and letting out the biggest most saddest pathetic sighs in the world until i get attention
Letter to a Lost Friend, Barbara Hamby
Susan Sontag: The complete Rolling Stone Interview
it was a stroke of genius to give James T Kirk a bitchy flip phone in the 60's, truly amazing to watch him slam it shut like a pissed off socialite girl in 2000's teen shows
— Jay Vespertine (via letsbelonelytogetherr)
“You still crave lemonade, but the taste doesn’t satisfy you as much as it used to. You still crave summer, but sometimes you mean summer, five years ago.”
— Alida Nugent
manwhore. bisexual. incest. eating disorder. poet. cheater. aristocrat. bipolar. celebrity. single dad of bastards. died in a war.
lord byron, you are my dream.
and I don’t want the world to see me ‘cause I don’t think that they’d understand when everything’s made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
i pick at memories like scabs on juvenile knees
and i bleed when i could be change,
but i am both the bird and the tarnished cage.
i think some people are steel-toe boots and some of them are sidewalks;
some people live and learn the names of humans, of streets just to run away,
and some of them are cities forged and born to always stay.
and if life is a tree, i have to say, some days i want to leave,
but i think my birthmark is a footprint, and i'm bona fide concrete.