If only we could take these special moments and pack them away. But that would then make us addicts, right?
If only we could take these special moments and pack them away. But that would then make us addicts, right?
Visitor: “C’mon man!”
Resident: “Hey I told you to take a left. I didn’t say how far in the house was from the driveway.”
| ♕ | Aurélien Liutkus | by paradis express | via outdoorsanctuaries
And they asked why?
Why so alone?
Why so afraid?
Why so elusive to ceremonies which include Cabernet toasts?
“I pity the soul that pursues happiness,” I replied.
“I pity the soul that collaborates with an eternal date.
I pity the soul that never lost itself in something it wrote.
I pity the soul that never wrote.”
They asked why, not because of fortitude in a belief.
They asked why because they could not understand how I appeared apart, unaided, unaccompanied but still at peace.
(by miamizeiss)
(by C-nad)
Buried in a state I know all too well…and I’m not asking for help.
Untitled # X, from the series Burn
David Chancellor
Your surroundings eagerly await you
(via takeyoutothestars)
They think we’ve moved borders because
Popular demanded us to,
but quite the contrary.
I’ve chosen to stand for
the man that can no longer stand
because his supports were literally
taken from his hands.
So imagine, if you will, a world where all of this wasn’t real.
And we never had to work to please or
dress to please or
learn to please or
act to please or
pretend that we speak proper fluently.
Now take your imagination and go
because I’m halfway there.
It’s that point that society wishes death upon
but I personally don’t care if you stare.
I’ll poetically pose in this prose while you turn up your nose to
what you’re of no use to.
Forget who they think you are and it’s you that you’ll be.
Be freely committed until truth stares you back.
Slack:
It’s that lack of effort into a being which is exact.
You can look down on us,
but it’s in you where you’re trapped.

(Source: howtotalktogirlsatparties)