The privledge of a good honest living..wide open fields..beautiful blue skies. Now thats a privledge
seeing Dr. Steve Brule was one of the best moments of my life, ya dingus.
1 note, October 1, 2014
Nights like tonight,
when the world is pressing down and bending the foundation
The best thing to do is sit in the dark and name all your bones, hoping that an enemy makes more noise when opening the door than a friend.
But on nights like these, when the walls of the room seem to bow in from the crashing world outside of curtain drawn windows,
we find that the door lets in whoever pushes, and even with it locked the demons can manage to push their fingers through rotting wood.
Enough to let in a breeze and examine you through pinholes.
Licking teeth with forked tongues,
Looking for any way in.
Through the cuts on your knuckles
In the hole in your head.
Nights like this are important to remember,
as you build a growing collection
Of things that survived the night.
2 notes, September 30, 2014
Hair luxurious than a mufucka