But I’m glad you came through my life
And put your stain on me
I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.
(Source: faeriebunny, via the59thstreetbridge)
What good is a memory.
If we could only stay holding eachother,
on the river,
under the stars.
the radio crackeling
in a globe of darkness.
fixed in eachothers gaze, we’d be sure to speak in whispers
you dropped the anchor, i watched us drift towards the rocks
what good is a memory.
we were never more than a memory,
what good is a memory
(Source: coffeepeople, via the59thstreetbridge)
Dear shadow alive and well
How can the body die
You tell me everything
Anything true
-Tiger Mountain Peasant, Fleet Foxes
Happy International Women’s Day ! Even though it is ridiculous that a day of awareness for ~50% of our species is even necessary (which it is). … Nonetheless, Happy International Women’s Day!
