Because of piano and strings.
This one is good to me in right now moments.
"I have scars on my hands from touching certain people... Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me."
Because of piano and strings.
This one is good to me in right now moments.
The mind, once stretched by a new idea, never returns to its original dimensions.
Bought toothpicks for studying.
750 toothpicks, so much studying!
Man.
My demons walk with me
They told me not to leave them…alone
I put you on the tree
I tore your heart to pieces
You swept me off my feet
You gave your heart to me…alone
I left you out at sea
I left you there to plea
Please forgive me
Please please forgive me
My demons walks with me
I beg them not to leave me…alone
And so your heart is free
And so your heart is free
I don’t remember very many specific things from my early childhood. But one of the earliest memories I do have is from when I was six years old, crying in my parents bathroom because I wanted to be three years old again, not six. I wonder why I loved three then, now that I can’t remember it.
She wanted to crawl into his pocket and be safe forever.
But who doesn’t know it’s my favorite kind? (Taken with instagram)
This is a cat wearing a bow tie!!!!! Marvelous!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Source: anamariaxo)
Lake Superior
(Source: thefairitalian)
The Sparrow and the Crow by William Fitzsimmons
& Mirepoix and Smoke by Ben Weaver
Two albums that go nicely together, woven together. Musically, lyrically. Two voices, male and female. Even some words or titles please me, “The Rooster’s Wife” into “Goodmorning.” Hm.

Like flowers twisted up in each other
Trying to live in a jar full of sunlight and water
There is never gonna be a better answer
Never gonna be another one like herAnd now you see it everywhere you go
Like a tag under the overpass or birds rising from the corn
Each piece of the puzzle leaves an outline of the next
Like a skinned knee hidden under her only dressThere’s a swarm of bees in the clover
A string of barbed wire that the tree grew over
An ant crawls from a crack in the counter
And now there’s ice across the lake
Dog days of summer (Taken with instagram)
Rat King (Taken with instagram)
Taken with instagram