Sometimes when I listen to razor love by neil young i imagine it’s two razor clams in love or two barbers
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Sometimes when I listen to razor love by neil young i imagine it’s two razor clams in love or two barbers
Love flower
There's me in the sunset
I just got back from the Mojave desert and now I’m home and in the rain. It’s sad to be back in the rain, I think I am meant for the desert. I can’t wait to be an old leathery lady sitting on my porch bathing in the sun next to fields of cacti.
‘A boys best friend ‘
Painted this then my mom sent me this picture. The world moves in strange and coincidental ways.
I found this photo from summer. My hair was blowing like crazy.
I'm like a dog
Waiting at your door
Scratching til the paint chips off and the wood appears
I'm on my knees
Seeking salvation
I hate to beg
But I know nothing else
I will repent til the sun peaks through the curtains and morning has come
If you only let me in
I feel your presence
Just As strong as gods or my mothers
baptizing myself in your words
I let them wash over me like waves
I curl up against your ribcage
Holding me close
You Rock me back and forth
i am seen
Fully and completely
Loved
Wholeheartedly
I am no longer hunted for sport
Or game to be shot at
Prized and hung on the mantle
I’ve learned the language of the inferior
like it was spoken at home
I wash myself of this
Scrub my skin clean
It’s time for me to put on new clothes
‘Just Passing By’
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