bled:

honestly things aren’t going that great - cody rocko

bled:

honestly things aren’t going that great - cody rocko

(via blairrre)






A bouquet of clumsy words: you know that place between sleep and awake where you’re still dreaming but it’s slowly slipping? I wish we could feel like that more often. I also wish I could click my fingers three times and be transported to anywhere I like. I wish that people didn’t always say ‘just wondering’ when you both know there was a real reason behind them asking. And I wish I could get lost in the stars. Listen, there’s a hell of a good universe next door, let’s go.
e. e. cummings 
(via amongtheflowerss)

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For all of this, I’m better off without you - The Early November

Ian Fleming, The Spy Who Loved Me

Ian Fleming, The Spy Who Loved Me


visual-poetry:

quotation piece “there is a labyrinth…” by mel bochner 1971

visual-poetry:

quotation piece “there is a labyrinth…” by mel bochner 1971