I need something I just don’t know what it is yet
this has been going on for like 20 years by the way.. I will let you all know when I figure it out
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EXPECTATIONS
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@dreamworldbaby
I need something I just don’t know what it is yet
this has been going on for like 20 years by the way.. I will let you all know when I figure it out
I will make a beautiful life for myself no matter how long it takes. I will I will I will
i love this guy
can't help but feel more alive when remnants of orange remain in the sky as late as nine / a thin layer of dress separates nudity from freedom - the kind you initiate sex in - humidity dares - the night is as young as we are / picked up a blunt and a slush in a big cup and took the long way round / the road home was sprinkled with lightning bugs like a '95 Tennessee summer / the heat holds a hundred memories - i am coated in my days
babygirl I'm avoiding things that I don't even know about
unaligned (2016)
Donkey getting some shade on a hot sunny day in Greece - photographer unknown
Donkey about to get the fuckin drop on father konstaninos - photographer unknown
May you trust your own gut over the collective roar of everyone else's expectations. You are the only one who has to live inside your life. Make sure the choices you make are ones you can sleep with at night.
Mary Oliver, from “Late Spring” in Felicity: Poems
cemeteries aren't creepy they're actually devoted to memory and rest and love and humanity
Love by Assata Shakur
Love is contraband in Hell, cause love is an acid that eats away bars.
But you, me, and tomorrow hold hands and make vows that struggle will multiply.
The hacksaw has two blades.
The shotgun has two barrels.
We are pregnant with freedom.
We are a conspiracy.
devotion comes so naturally to me
holding my own hand again. it will not feel like this forever