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KIROKAZE

pixel skylines
Sade Olutola

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shark vs the universe

JVL
occasionally subtle
cherry valley forever

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The Bowery Presents
Monterey Bay Aquarium
Sweet Seals For You, Always
$LAYYYTER
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Cosimo Galluzzi

Love Begins
sheepfilms
almost home

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@shaunwwright
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Now You Know (Source)
I give myself an honest 8 minutes...that I will assume upon entering is 8 hours
Now You Know (Source)
*sigh... At least it's doing good. "From a balcony!"
When in need
Friends. True. Friends... Will be the ones who listen to you. No. Not as you talk...but when their beer is empty
All The Time Every Day" [Q:] Do you stop and stare, struck dumb, hands shaking, washed by this constant panicked wishing for what's lost? As you're standing on some curb, waiting to cross, would you say you feel like some weak leaf, wind-turned and tossed? [A:] All the time. Every Day. Every day, all the time. All the time. Every day, every day. [Q:] As the streets sail by the seats inside your car, does each face outside collide against your heart? As you watch them blaze, or fade into the dark, do you want to scream that you're so pleased with who they are? [A:] Every day, all the time. All the time, every day. Every day. All the time. Every day. [Q:] When that moment arrives (oh, that sweet and tender pain...) do you think how there will come a time when you'll never feel it again? Do you try to make it right by thinking that if someone else feels it, it's real, and it won't go away? Do you? [A:] ... [Q:] Do you fall so short of all that's in your heart when your friends, that you should pull up, you instead pick apart? Do you watch the world get cold, and crushed, and small? And when you could do so much, do you do fuck-all? [A:] All the time. Every day, every day. All the time, all the time, every day, every day. [Q:] And, considering all this, and agreeing that it's true, is it harder each time just to feel something new? But do you sometimes wish not to feel anymore? To wall it off? To make it all go away? To just put it to an end? [A:] No question. Any day. All the way, every time. Any day. Any time. All the way, all the day and all the night. All the way every time. All the pain, every day all the same... [Q:] When you pray for grace to come, were you born yesterday? Are you dumb?? Are you insane??? Don't be ashamed; I'm the same. Yeah, I'm that way. But I try, every day and all the time.
Okkervil River
7 months
Hurt No escape Missing equals pain No one to blame Frustration mounts its daily attack No soul to see the tears A lot of the sadness is gone But this not getting easier So much anger and hate Where to direct it? Supposedly for strength Harness it. How?
Still Missing Dad
The most humbling thing happening after losing my Dad is the realization, that at the age of twenty-nine, I have already experienced the happiest day of my life.
Big breath
I absolutley love that you are beginning to appear in my dreams. Initiatelly I would just say, “Hi” and greet you like it was a normal day… I think this is because they usually take place at home…and that is where I still expect/wish you were. Please continue to visit me. I miss you so much and although its a dream, your presence is very real to me in those moments. I love you Dad
“Music at its best...is the grand archeology into and transfiguration of our guttural cry, the great human effort to grasp in time our deepest passions and yearnings as prisoners of time. Profound music leads us--beyond language--to the dark roots of our scream and the celestial heights of our silence. ”
Missing Dad
For the rest of my life, No matter how long my list of wishes get about you, I will make sure they never out number the thankful-fors