February 2010
buddah belly baby
April Lulabee: he will not
April Lulabee: so that's that
Elliot: catholiiiiics
Elliot: i might become buddhist
April Lulabee: good
Elliot: but i think im too lazy for religion
Elliot: of any sort
April Lulabee: meditation
April Lulabee: is not really a lazy person's undoing
a family
paperaorta-deactivated20100602 asked: i'm tired are you tired?
Anonymous asked: tell me your secrets...
edwin collins - never met a girl like you before
you got a mouth full of stars
it never goes away; that insatiable feeling of wanting to be picked up and held by someone. I don’t know why. maybe because it means that it’s true, you really are a very tiny thing and you really did do your best but, oh you silly! you’re so small it’s no wonder things didn’t work out and it’s not your fault. come here, come here let me take you in my arms and...
loundon wainwright III - lullaby
it feels as...
could you just stay the night.
7: 52pm April
man it's snowing again
7: 53pm Zain
its been snowing everyday
it let up just enough so andrew could fly home though
dammit
7: 54pm April
awwww
you are the cutest boy when you are in love
Anonymous asked: what do you want, my dear?
4 tags
“Love? You are a writer. You want experience. You’ll make love to whatever you...”
– (via 1970fur)
The Man, Lisa C. Taylor
poetry365:
I like the parts of you
that are not the parts of me,
the furry paws of your knees
and the angular metal of your upper arm.
So often I turn to touch softness
and find taut rope and hard glass.
My body stretches elastic
to meet and hold forum
with the hollow of your back.
I crawl under your thrown face
and find moist refuge.
In such moments
I forget your bones and...
to have it touch you is to have me touch you
a tinkling of crystal
shuddering with each intake of breath
we wept at how breakable the unseen was
our perfumed tears laid down and shivered on beds of rose quartz
fretted over by adorably bald monks
clad in green and gold
and
sorrow
longing for that one blink of perfect clarity
where eons pour themselves into the flow of all memory
and ceaseless, hush-less remembrances
of this...
Anonymous asked: what do you regret most?
onliskyn asked: I know it's really arbitrary, but I missed the little bunnis in your icon and I'm glad they're back.
Anonymous asked: When I look at your tumblr I think you must be too romantic for this world. You must get disappointed a lot :/
Anonymous asked: Are you "Sour Girl" by The Stone Temple Pilots?
156 - mew
“I’m sorry I never made you feel as though I cared for you. so much of life has...”
– AROBIN CONSCIENCE
yann tierson - la valse d’amelie
this is...