From ‘Empire’ By Andy Warhol

But you were young, and you had Plenty of time: Going west, You slept on the train and did not smile. Under you the plains widened, turned silver. You slept with your mouth open. You were nothing, You were snow falling through the ribs Of the dead. You were all I had The Spirit Says, You Are Nothing, Larry Levis

Happy Birthday, you smiling idiot. ♥

The Capitol is seen at twilight at the end of a record snowfall, Wednesday, Feb. 10, 2010, in Washington.

(via fuckyeahhappy)

ahhh I WANT ONE.

I want you I carved your name across three counties and ground it in with bloody hides broken necks will line the ditch till you stop it, stop it, stop this madness. I want you I have waited with a glacier's patience smashed every transformer with every trailer till nothing was standing sixty-five miles wide but still you are nowhere, still you are nowhere, nowhere in sight come out to meet me, run out to meet me come into the light

Y so serious?

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Ioana's take on the article: When your name is Rachael Flatt and the only positive thing MK can BS about your skating is, "I don't what she's doing, but she's so consistent," you are in serious trouble as a skater.

Hugh Dancy and Rose Byrne.