You're not special 🖕

[freeartzombie]

Meeting The Man: James Baldwin in Paris

(via Mubi)

[in-love-with-movies]

The Grey (USA, 2011)

[2gris]

https://www.instagram.com/p/BZ1Y7vZBtXe/

[kimreesesdaughter]

My life be fucked up and lit at the same time.

[danger-beyond-this-point]

21 days...

And the first toss has these once cuffed claws desperately grabbing at whatever may shatter this fragile sober glass. 21 days and each day I carelessly toy with the idea of sailing down under the blue water that was once so familiar.

21 days are pointless now, so utterly insignificant to this greater battle. May my days bear no marker for such frailties, may I rest in piece as I float above the amber liquid that submerges me in blue and as I tumble with the ceaseless prescription’s that color me true.

[danger-beyond-this-point]

This lie you promote, about how pitiful all this once was, has me wondering what really went wrong. I'm stepping away from your open palm, never to entwine my heart through the fangs of captivity.

[danger-beyond-this-point]

Time is endless; but endings reserve time.

Casey Firr

[danger-beyond-this-point]

Help me.

I shall not accomplish this selfish objective for I'm unable to come to a halt in the midst of this terrifying race. Help me. Help me! My knees are warped, twisting like the vines that creep upon my tombstone. Destined to fall, prophesied to fail. And yet, my feet sail forward to the imperative truth. Help me. Help me! He has me cornered to this old familiar willow tree, her branches of childhood memories molesting me with the guilt and shame of my priority. I'm clinging to his charred cloak as he leads me further down this bitter path that sets fire to my gut and the deep blue sea behind my eyes. He speaks only of the truth, a promised demise. But you're like an unexpected sunflower across my path, like the ones I used to run through; pregnant with the simplicity of youth and sheer innocence of these bright blue eyes. I'll pick you up, if you let me fall. I'll pick you up, if you let me fall...

[danger-beyond-this-point]

Dear Love,

And as I recede back into this blue state of mind I crave, oh so desperately, to entwine myself amongst a mutual yearning for romance. I have spent far too many years deflecting these attempts towards such potent passion in fear of losing the only thing I have kept clenched with a bloody grip, and the only melodic touch left in my fragmented soul.

I don these tattered boots once more and trudge forward into the many miles ahead before I sleep, the shadow of my past forever chained to my ankles and a pitiful morsel of hope lighting this bleak road.

So dear Love, I need only your hand as we lay before this world in the birth of Armageddon and only your heart to awaken my dormant soul.

[the-raven-series]

Writing is a delicious agony.”

—Gwendolyn Brooks (via the-raven-series)

[gingerbrownies]

Every morning….

[rezygnujesz-blog]

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[andoiel]

[penguintim]

[americanhorrorstory-myface-deac]

[ethereal-melody]

Legend (2015)

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