#wildword

[pascalgiroire]

FORBIDDEN WILD WORD #wildword #frenchbeach #boulognesurmer #baignadeinterdite (à Boulogne-Sur-Mer, Nord-Pas-De-Calais, France) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnMRcQRHXFN/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=17uih7fi5dytn

[pasionlatinamtl]

Good morning! Have a meaningful friend or day! 😁😉❤ "Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a meaningful day" Dalai Lama. . . . . #inshot #summer #river #nature #meditation #goodmorning #newday #beauty #canada #wildword #meaningful #quotesforlife #motivationalquotes #iledessoeursmtl #photo #photography #mtl #montreal #mtlmoments #montrealmoments #mtlblog #fannysanchezmtl #pasionlatinamtl #quebec #pasionlatinamontreal #photolover (en Île des Sœurs)

[pasionlatinamtl]

"In family life, love is the oil that eases friction, the cement that binds closer together, and the music that brings harmony" Friedrich Nietzche . . . . . . . #inshot #spring #duck #nature #meditation #observación # #beauty #canada #wildword #iledessoeursmtl #photo #photography #mtl #montreal #mtlmoments #montrealmoments #mtlblog #fannysanchezmtl #pasionlatinamtl #quebec #pasionlatinamontreal #photolover (en Nuns' Island)

[farestunugraha-blog]

Always remember you like a child girl

Wild word

[bembie-lee]

🐉 малыш перебегал дорогу на парковке 😊 #lizard #wildword #nature

[resziarie]

Mentari dan fajar itu pelan pelan istimewa, dinantikan datangnya dan ditunggu pulangnya . #nikon #coolpix #L830 #iamnikon #nikonphotography #nikonindonesia #sunrise #pantara #wildword.co

[limaocombatata-blog]

Oh, baby, baby, it’s a wild world It’s hard to get by just upon a smile

Wild Word, Cat Stevens.

[bootietootie]

Manacle

n. 1. Often manacles. A restraining device, as handcuffs, for the hands. 2. Anything that confines or restrains. --v. -cled -cling. To restrain with manacles. [<Latin: manicula, little hand, handle.]

Fight me.

I can’t fight back.

I’m pretty much bound for life.

Not by anything made of molecules.

Just thoughts.

An infinity sign of thoughts.

They cycle round and round.

The same thoughts.

They tie my hands, literally.

I won’t write.

I won’t draw.

I won’t touch.

Hands are meant to be dirty.

They are their most beautiful dirty.

Mine are disgustingly clean.

tied tightly to tepid tedious thought.

Tied to a desk, an expectation.

Tied to time, to my unknowable future, to a reality that doesn’t exist.

Tied to past perceived failures, fuck ups and fantasies.

Tied to what I think you think... of me.

Pegged to a desert floor with the weight of nothing.

Lassoed to the bed frame with no breathing perpetrator,

Wriggling and writhing and fighting with eyes tightly shut.

Never to open them to see

there are no ropes, no weights, no cages, no burdens.

The door is fully open,

There are no walls at all.