#r.w

[theanthologyofus-blog]

Thinking everyone has the same heart as you will leave you fucked up

I Love My Love- Reyna Biddy

[deathlonging]

i kind of think i have to set my story in *******........it was going to be **** ****** first but like. 1. deeply derivative. derivative and nothing else 2. the violence the suffocation....they fit the former scene far better

[daleunboys-blog]

Woojin had a busy day ahead with the filming of a Music Video. It was his first time as a director of a video like that, so he had to make sure everyone knew what they were doing. He was there very early, making sure everything went well before the initial shooting. - Good Job! - He smiles a bit, allowing himself to feel satisfied with where it was going.

The hours were fast and there were so much to do. It was clear to see how invested he was, making sure things went well with props and all that came with. The stylist approaches him when he was nearly done and pokes his side, she inches closer and whisper in his ear very intimately. - The star is here! - The words suddenly makes him feel a bit rushed, forcing him to speed up the people around him. The time with the singer were precious, everything costed more with the addiction of extra footage, so he knew that they needed to work well under the timeline. - C’mon, guys! You can do it.

[streetartsf]

Puff your life away.

R.W. (Reggie Warlock). Math One.

Photography by Graff Hunter.

Webster St @ 15th in Oakland, Ca

[andthenshewokeup-blog1]

I am Aching Muscles

Broken Bones

Rotting Flesh.

R.W

[andthenshewokeup-blog1]

Settle

People ask me if my house settles As they listen to the creaks and groans, To the days memories tip toeing to bed. But no, my house does not settle. It whispers. It tells you all the secrets that it has heard. The door hinges gossip with the wall paper And you can listen in as you lay. My house chatters. The roof talks of the weather The floor boards complain about their breaking backs The window sill thinks of never being touched And the window thinks of never being looked out of. My house groans. With its overflowing light sockets gasping for breath And the stove becoming cold sitting next to the freezer, But they can only make a noise and hope their counterparts understand. My house screams. It sobs after every argument it is forced to be apart of It flinches at every fist and raise voice It shakes, trying to move away from the commotion To get some sleep But my house can't move. So yes, my house settles. It settles every night with the weight of four world's in it And it's all just background noise to us dreamers now. -R.W

[never-to-be-homeless]

Hey Dean, it's R.W (it's been a while) I still haven't told him. We're becoming more distant. I texted him randomly one day and he said he was going on vacation but we could maybe meet up after for lunch one day. He didn't text me when he got back(then again it was only 2 days after)so I texted him He said he would tell me his work schedule by the end of the week(last week)so we could go out the next(this coming week)I don't even know what to think anymore He doesn't contact me. Why am I trying?

Hey there R.W

I’m sorry to hear that you’re struggling with this guy, it can be so frustrating when you can’t pin someone down. But maybe you could send him a text telling him how you feel about this situation, and ask him if there is a particular reason why he cannot find the time to talk to you? It might just be that he has a lot on right now, but maybe he’s also having a tough time, ask him if there’s anything that you can help him with to make things easier or something like that. But I think you’re trying because you care, and you are a nice person, we all want to feel close to someone. Stay strong and tell me how it goes, 

Yours, Dean

[play-date-with-castiel-blog]

Going Back to school sadly so sadly this blog will be on a kinda hiatus.