March 2012
58 posts
“Desire and
All the sweet pulsing aches
And gentle hurtings
That were you,...”
– Killed Paive-July 8-1918, Ernest Hemingway (via floralnymph)
February 2012
69 posts
1 tag
78666 2.0
i left to find the more in life but it ended up being too much for me so i returned to that concrete slab
sipping on my cold beer forcing a smile i realized that there is no coming back i will always be gone
and so will you.
“Whenever I start thinking of my love for a person, I am in the habit of...”
– vladimir nabokov (via nicothenick)
Anonymous asked: i miss you! do you miss me too?
“You will be out with friends
when the news of her existence
will be...”
– Sierra DeMulder, Unrequited Love Poem
It's my silver anniversary of life ya'll
Consideration
Since I am so insecure and any comparison with the past immediately makes the present transparent; since, when I am by myself, I feel touched by the rays of the stars and lose myself in the darkness of mussels where, being one among many, I fear I will be devoured because one lusts after another; since a single word darkens me like smoke from magic herbs but my poems are eerier than the forest...
