February 2011
80 posts
“but for now we are young
let us lay in the sun
and count every beautiful thing...”
– neutral milk hotel, in the aeroplane over the sea
January 2011
81 posts
“give up defining yourself - to yourself or to others. you won’t die. you will...”
– eckhart tolle (via thelittlesea)
“Would you complain because a beautiful sunset doesn’t have a future or a...”
– Tom Robbins (via thechocolatebrigade)
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i am endlessly tired of being used.
i am furious with the ways you expect
to have what you need, want, prefer from me.
i’m not your blanket, your noose,
your carrot-on-a-string.
i’m not your fuck toy, your practice dummy,
your tissue paper, your anti-cover girl.
i’m not your punching bag, your airbag,
your parachute, your chew toy,
your option b, or c, or d.
she told me
(stretching my neck forcefully with gentle hands
while i tried - and mostly failed - to relax
to let her take my tendons with no resistance)
that i was compensating for something
in the arch of my head, the dipping of shoulders
and in the way my bones and muscles played below my skin.
i could have told you that,
i almost said.
i worry about my beauty;
then i worry that i am...
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he made love like trying to douse a candle in kerosene.
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“Nerds like us are allowed to be unironically enthusiastic about stuff. We don’t...”
– John Green (via abodycomingthroughtherye)
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cheers, alibi room, and your delicious liquor ales, your lambic beers, your barley wines, your backhand of god stout, for this most massive of hangovers. i salute you, and how you put up with every rowdy table of obnoxiously sauced young people.
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sufjan stevens - vesuvius
i’ve dreamed along to his dreamy, dry-whisper voice for years, and at first i hated his new album and ep. where was the twinkliness, the soft altar boy prayers, the uncertainty, and the twee banjo?
i saw him life and the over-the-top backup dancers in silver lamé leggings, the neon shutter shades, the video background of overexposed dancing shots running...
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a day last winter, home for the solstice.
rambling up an overgrown path on a steep mountainside, pushing young branches and snowy cobwebs aside. years since i last visited my destination, but my steps are sure through the icy top layer of snow. evening is threatening to fall, coldly darkening what had been a warm, sunny winter day. the bright cornflower blue of the sky is beginning to show the strain of night’s dye around the edges....
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parlour hawk - home
she pulled off onto the side of the highway, where a murky slough glinted under the aching prairie sun. the weight of the heated day and the lack of engine roar pressed down as she slammed the door shut, let the arches of her feet hold her up from the gravel, a welcome but nevertheless uncomfortable change from the even grooves of the gas pedal. she shaded her eyes against the...
“Hello! Today I am going to get a slushie and I am going to fill it with alcohol....”
– Joey Comeau of a softer world a.k.a internet boyfriend
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“i want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.”
– pablo nerdua
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“Besides, I really believed in pursuing a longstanding and deep relationship with...”
– from fear of flying by erica jong, 1974
rivulet asked: Can I just say your 'take your clothes off' tracklist on tumblr is BRILLIANT? I don't even have a, uh, partner here but am still thoroughly enjoying it. (Cloudlight by Eskmo ughhh <3)
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