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Goddess, bless the facesÂ
 that can make you feelÂ
 like you’ve alwaysÂ
 been worth your name
Life is suffering and then you die You tell me to grin Life is suffering and then you die You tell me to wave my arms just so And it takes me longer than it should to realise that you’re making me dance Even though I told you I didn’t want to dance Life is suffering and then you die He is sitting right there talking to someone else Life is suffering and then you die I can’t claim ignorance Can’t pretend that I stay for the sake of staying Life is suffering and then you die I am not out of my mind enough to pretend that I don’t care Life is suffering and then you die You wanted to be a priest Life is suffering and then you die We dance You tell me to forget He is sitting in my peripheral vision all night Life is suffering and then you die You arrived late and leave early Life is suffering and then you die He doesn’t dance Life is suffering and then you die He kisses you before you leave And I’m glad
for my almost zen priest (via notpoetryatall)
nothing passes go
listen there’s this hope I have but
today I walked around on skid road, and today I walked through abandoned china town, today I walked home, closed my door and locked it,
that’s a lie
I’m having a cold pint of brutal, sitting alone on a picnic bench with a parasol to block the sun, ear buds in so no one chats me up, in the fucking pearl district, poor me (sarcasm)
anyway,
He’s in Las Vegas making deals, phat deals I don’t care I have my own tits and ass on board I’m having my own fancy pants party Im my own good time I didn’t even want to go
I hate Las Vegas (sorry Las Vegans)
no glasses who dis
who is traitor joe
German photographer Julia Christe’s hilarious Freestyle Series captures the motion of various types of dogs as they leap through the air.
Shiraz, IranÂ
6/4/15
There are days when I break my life down into its four component pieces
and feed them to a meter
There are other days when those pieces sprout a hundred legs and stroll around your bathroom
I can’t really say which is worse as I lack the proper authority
But then sometimes the bag strongly recommends I do not microwave these chicken nuggets
And I say fuck it I do what I want
So many things you could give up and still not achieve clarity. Instead, simply give up your notions of I, me and mine and allow stillness to carry you forward.
Wu Hsin (via hollygonowhere)
i used to pray to the sun. this was my ritual: wake up enter the dream of having a body struggle to breathe breathe struggle to breathe breathe
this is my ritual lost in the sound of personhood wrapped around the outside window where the morning fog is cut in half i haven’t swallowed a pill in three years until today i’ve eaten all the memories i can hold
there was me chewing on the mountains behind my house
there was me at age four and twenty-two having the same dream
to survive this skin and live in the warmth god promised but never delivered
she’s asleep i ask her to dream of having a body i ask her for mercy
Face timing my fav lil shit
naomi campbell shooting for sports illustrated swimsuit issue on the 1st of november, 1991 on cadaques island in girona, spain