under discolored linoleum
the old oak waits
to be adored

oh MAN

life is thundering blissful towards death in a stampede

will there be anymore days damp enough to drown in?

once you dig deep enough you can peel back layers of raw flesh to expose your still beating heart. admire in awe the vessel that pumps bright red blood through your body. hold it in your hands. cradle it. notice what keeps it going ( Read more... )

writers block is just another way of saying you've killed your talent by neglecting it.

"practice makes perfect"

it's time to stop trying to figure out WHY things are the way they are and move forward.

it's time to go.

i'm so incredibly lucky to have had my pappy in my life. one of my biggest regrets is not spending more time with him, asking him more questions about himself and his life, telling him how much he meant to me. he died four years ago and i felt such shame about how hard it hit me that i internalized a lot a lot a lot of my pain, but also my love for ( Read more... )

just watched the episode of sopranos where adriana gets whacked & i literally burst out sobbing during the scene with the scumbag FBI agents discussing "what could have happened to her"

FUCK

THE EARTH IS SUFFERING AND IT'S OUR FAULT

WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO ABOUT IT?

if i keep licking my wounds, will they ever really heal?