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Feeling nostalgic. #tunestr
All the black inside me is slowly seeping from the bones. Everything I cherish is slowly dying or it’s gone. #tunestr
6:59 AM I've been told that people in the army do more by 7:00 AM than I do in an entire day, but if I wake at 6:59 AM and turn to you to trace the outline of your lips with mine, I will have done enough and killed no one in the process. #poetry #poem
Nihilist in the streets, existentialist in the sheets
THE MOTHS There's a kind of white moth, I don't know what kind, that glimmers by mid-May in the forest, just as the pink moccasin flowers are rising. If you notice anything, it leads you to notice more and more. And anyway I was so full of energy. I was always running around, looking at this and that. If I stopped the pain was unbearable. If I stopped and thought, maybe the world can't be saved, the pain was unbearable. #poetry
I don’t like using the term β€˜love of my life’ simply because I don’t believe one knows who the love of his life is until, well, nearing the end of life. It probably won’t be until you’re old and gray that you have clarity about who your heart belonged to the most intensely. Otherwise, it’s just the β€˜love of my life *so far*’
Divine. πŸ‡²πŸ‡¦ View quoted note β†’
Lust is inadequate but love is exhausting.