Listless hours

I look upon a pinhead and I see angels dancing.

[listlesshours]

I remember you, from time to time. And now is the time. Time is always hours. Our time is always yours. Please let me forget you, so long as you forget me first

[themusewithinthemusewithout]

Eternity is a mere moment, just long enough for a joke.

Hermann Hesse

(via themusewithinthemusewithout)

[listlesshours]

I don't want, anybody else, when I drink about you I loathe myself

[listlesshours]

I never forget you, You're fireworks, All the time But when I'm high, or drunk You're my mind

[thetime-ishere-deactivated20180]

You ever been so disappointed in someone that you forgive them and don’t say anything, but in your head you detach yourself from them completely

[eiemgee]

☝ few years ago…

[listlesshours]

You're the best person I never met

[wordsnquotes]

I still love the people I’ve loved, even if I cross the street to avoid them.

Uma Thurman  (via wordsnquotes)

[listlesshours]

Press Me Down

Sunshine and raindrops pissing prisms on a hardlined face salted kitten tears lick my cheeks and chafe Chattering teeth mapped with spider cracks drum out your name to the morning and pleasant lies drift from harelip skies and settle like snow on my shoulders. Press me down while I play tic-tac-toasting marshmallows on a fire that hisses and spits like asps (asking me to stay in fitted gasps) a rushing breath too sweet to last The day shakes loose as trees fall down, shuddering the earth, burying squirrels in mounds of acorns, their shells torn off Ask me again how the sparrows sing softly - Was that tune a song for you? The whistling is born aloft by the swirling breeze (with just a hint of chill) enough to raise the hackles, and hold yourself in a lovers embrace.

[fawning]

Cafe Asks ☕️

Vanilla Chai Latte : Are you in love? Flat White : Coffee or Tea? Cappuccino : What’s your middle name? Mocha : Dream Job? Pumpkin Spice : Dream car? Jasmine Tea : If you could go anywhere in the world, where would it be and why? Old English : You’re stranded on an island, who do you bring with you? Iced Chocolate : Do you have a crush on someone? Caramel Frappe : Favorite video game? Iced Lemon Tea : Favorite song/band? Iced Cafe Mocha : Favorite thing to do on rainy days? Hot Chocolate : Are you an affectionate person? Caramel Macchiato : You’re travelling the entire world but you can only take one person with you. Who do you take? Green Tea : How tall are you? Early Grey Tea : The inevitable Zombie Apocalypse is upon us! What’s your plan of action? Mint Tea : How do you relax? Vanilla Latte : Board games or drinking games? Iced Coffee : Do you like reading? If so, what’s your favorite book? Italian Soda : Describe your dream date Sparkling Water : Describe what qualities you look for in a person Orange Juice : Have you ever had a valentine? Rose Hip Tea : Describe your first kiss Herbal Tea : You’re at a candle shop, what scented candle do you buy?

[study-likeagilmore]

Trying to avoid my responsibilities and studying for exams for an hour so ask away :) 

[xshayarsha]

Nothing, nothing, nothing. Weakness, self-destruction, tip of a flame of hell piercing the floor.

Franz Kafka, from a diary entry featured in Diaries 1910-1923 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[coral]

It’s dark now and I am very tired. I love you, always. Time is nothing.

Audrey Niffenegger, The Time Traveler’s Wife (via feellng)

[20somethingandstilllost]

Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.

Roald Dahl (via 20somethingandstilllost)

[the-sorrowist]

you’ve been out out all night, I don’t know where you been, you’re slurring all your words, not making any sense

Idfc - Blackbear (via the-sorrowist)

[especiallypeaches]

I could tell when we met; you must have survived so much. You must have loved too many.

3.19.16 (via especiallypeaches)

[fluohrine]

“You still look at her” she said to him “I see her even when i’m not looking at her. My heart sees her, my soul aches for her, my eyes search for her. All my being loves her” he replied

k.m (via fluohrine)

[itquiet-deactivated20240530]

[listlesshours]

Glitter tooth traitors hang from fishing line, Spiral and spin, boots knock the windows Crack the panes and shake the frames The wood splinters, the sun fades to ash in the sky The pitter patter of crows feet peck at the eyes That peek through knitted fingers, tar stained Smelling of leather, Tasting of heaven. My childhood face, painted in diesel-rainbowed puddles, So deep with the grit that burrows beneath your skin, Holy tattoos spell out sepsis The fever echoes him back around His chapped grin beckoning you with three-ply promises: “Do you dream of me? I dream of you” (I dream of you too) I look to the ground His cackles clash with the morning Splash colour on your cheeks You open your mouth to speak I close my eyes, Finally sleep