#cole burkey

[andouillers]

clip my eyelids together with your stapled whispers. I want you to erase my lips and redraw them with waxy red pen. Make dents in my neck; pour salt water and bask in the warmth of my pain. If I told you that those scars beneath my chin were mountains; you'd imagine them as such. Then you'd try to ascend those frosty peaks. And when I exhale; avalanche, the snow, crushing like a cage of hands, pushing you down. You'd try to gasp, and then your throat would fade and you'd disappear.

[northgang]

[hersoulwasofgold]

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Carrots in My Salad - Cole and Sam 

Me and Cole made a song in highschool for the fuck of it. Check this track out. 

[argitua-blog]

reading old messages from people on tumblr makes me a little bit happier. where is cole burkey when you need him, though?

[hersoulwasofgold]