I am
July dusk
and you
are August dawn
and for just one
brief moment
we were everything.

Bill Hicks

(Source: real-hiphophead)

  

And the mountains said I could find you here
They whisper the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map, I was lost in there

(Source: mikebukowski)

sexioto:

tumblrs message system is a bit like messenger pigeons only they’re chickens and you just kind of throw them in the direction of the recipient and hope they find their way

Traveling- it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.
schifnimrod:

Holy !! kiss

schifnimrod:

Holy !! kiss

Anxiety is not rude. Depression is not selfish. Schizophrenia is not wrong. Eating disorders are not a choice. Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder is not crazy. Mental illness isn’t self-centred, anymore than cancer is self-centred. It’s a medical illness.

I have my mother’s
stubbornness
and none of
her strength

and I have my father’s
passion
and all
of his selfishness

foxgrl:

I wish none of you were sad

(Source: krakenguts)

Anonymous said: 12, 15, 32, 48, 50?

12 & 15 - answered

32. Who do you miss right now?
Right now? My childhood self, mostly.

48 - answered

50. Five random facts about yourself:
Let’s see. I currently have a headache. I refuse to get a smartphone. My first and last names suck. 1000% night owl. And I like dusting, it’s oddly satisfying.