~ 353 plays

alexkwisner:

the entire story could be told with parts of my body;

these eyes were mine once
but were blinded by months
of solitude 
in the company of you.

it was like you didn’t see me
or if you did, it was so seeming.

all my beauty blended with the reasons why i was so undeserving;

i felt ugly,
sick,
pathetic

and it could have been prevented 
but you let it.

see, these arms held you once
but were bent into grievance
to cup my face in the face of reasons
of why i should have felt the recent
shift from love to the meanest
clench of fist to my heart, so decent.
you punched on par with treatment
so vile and careless, 
it should have been called treason.

my heart, it felt you once
but you failed to notice
even though you were the closest
thing to me to claim devoted.
and no, my heart did not stop
it actually exploded
as you weaned too high of a dosage
into my veins and got away unnoticed.

these legs wrapped around you
as i held your chest
and my lips said things
that made your fingers clench
but you were not one to get it;
that in my space, you were only a guest
because once i saw your bad effect,
every day, i remained depressed.
so, i left.

i ran into the street
and in the rain, i became undressed
by every single drop of wet
that cleansed me of you
and put clarity in your stead
new strength in my breath;

i felt my whole life come back again.

refinedmind:

Just before nightfall I decided to take a walk outside. The sky was low, enveloping any object in its reach. It formed a dull, purplish haze - like nothing I’d seen before. The streets were empty. Not a single soul was out. It was oddly peaceful - imagining I was the only one left.

(via craterchest)

littleworries:

bird skull.

I lost a day or so, but found my way home.  Hello.

willitbeard:

Beard and Flowers

As requested by…well, pretty much everyone

(via androgynies)

amaranthinehaze:

i got some more lil cuties!!!

wild-flowers:

Black pine

mydarkenedeyes:

Alicia Rius - From The Back Seat of My Car (2011)

(via craterchest)

littleworries:

Sunday things.

~ 16 plays

crushedbones:

What happens when you’re into deep to break?
Loneliness keeps you constantly awake
What happens when the passage of time appears?
You see yourself as a child and it brings you to tears

You say that you’re troubled and you always have been

Uncomfortable in your own skin
So you contemplate the riverbed
Turn off the dark thoughts in your head

(via protectionracket)

alexkwisner:

shooting the music video today

Tiny Fluctuations, 2013 
by Orhan Kolukisa

(Source: foxmouth, via dozy-doats)

~ 79 plays

vanwhorrison:

TRY FUCKIN HARDER

take me

like your favorite drug

put me on your tongue

then i’ll steal your soul

and leave you all alone

littleworries:

I give you birds because I don’t have anything else to give. x

look at this tiny friend that i found today