Got No Friend Got No Lover

Apr 02

“Why do I love her so much? I mean what is it about her? I don’t know. I don’t think I’ve ever known. I think sometimes you get it right the first time and then it defines your life. It becomes who you are.” — A wayward traveler

Mar 25

Where's Your Will to be Weird?: I meet you. Now I remember you. Pained of you. Hurled by you. I loved... -

gwenethsahn:

I meet you. Now I remember you. Pained of you. Hurled by you. I loved you. Mention you in every dream. Nights fade by and I always call your number. Days fade with others. The skys turn grey. Breeze over, cold, fine air. Raise a drink to the moon and remember you. Everything living slowly turns…

Mar 15

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Mar 12

Ozymandias Melancholia: Ozymandias Melancholia -

state-of-soul:

“It’s a perfectly valid description of a particular phenomenon. It’s that sad and depressed feeling you get when you realize that no matter how great and majestic and important something is at the time, in time it’s going to pass. Just like the poem - eventually, time kills everything. It’s…

Mar 07

Fuck you

I will find you…I will figure it out…And when I do Im going to rip your fucking face off and beat you so bad that you will wish for an end…There are consequences to life and the decisions you make.

Mar 05

sincere-blogging:

4eva crushin’

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Mar 02

This house has been far out at sea all night,
The woods crashing through darkness, the booming hills,
Winds stampeding the fields under the window
Floundering black astride and blinding wet

Till day rose; then under an orange sky
The hills had new places, and wind wielded
Blade-light, luminous black and emerald,
Flexing like the lens of a mad eye.

“

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From “Wind”
The Hawk in the Rain, 1957

She wanted the silent heraldryOf the purple beach by the noble wall.He wanted Cabala the ghetto demonWith its polythene bag full of ashe

I have a slow disease
That sucked me dry
For what it’s worth

Come on walk with me
Into the rising tide
For what it’s worth

Fill the cavity
You god shaped hole tonight
For what it’s worth

No one cares when you’re out on the street
Picking up the pieces to make ends meet
No one cares when you’re down in the gutter
Got no friends got no lover

For what it’s worth got no lover

Got no friends got no lover

Feb 24

The legs of my love

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