Monday Sep 22 09:30am


Before They Pass Away. Photographer Jimmy Nelson traveled around the earth to try and document the world’s most secluded tribes. 

Monday Sep 22 09:29am
I’m full of poetry now. Rot and poetry. Rotten poetry. Ernest Hemingway, The Snows of Kilimanjaro  (via amaranthinehaze) Sunday Sep 21 05:36pm

Six-Word Stories That Are Absolutely Heart-Breaking

Sunday Sep 21 03:58pm

that’s exactly what someone who’s dating their dad would say


that’s exactly what someone who’s dating their dad would say

Sunday Sep 21 12:37pm

I smell sickly sweet, the type of smell that makes you sick

The type of smell that used to mean something

I don’t rember the name or the face

I’m a shark in the crowd

I pick my meal

it’s the end of our deal

She takes out her phone and I see her lover

I don’t care anymore

I ripped out my I.V. four days ago in a drunken fit of rage

I haven’t put it back in because I feel alive again

The sickness is on my breath but it comes from me and not some lab

The pain is mine again

I don’t remember her name all I know is she didn’t ask what was on my chest

I’ve only loved one girl and that was a mistake

everyone’s just meat now

Fuel for the pyre, food for a hunger

an emptiness that will eat the whole world

someone stop me


All I want is to be stopped

Sunday Sep 21 06:25am
Saturday Sep 20 08:05pm
But I don’t want comfort.
I want God,
I want poetry,
I want real danger,
I want freedom,
I want goodness.
I want sin.
Aldous Huxley, Brave New World (via wordsnquotes) Saturday Sep 20 07:57pm
Art is to console those who are broken by life. Vincent van Gogh (via aurorefleurs) Saturday Sep 20 03:36pm
Saturday Sep 20 02:31pm
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