I picked up the 1984 edition of the Brooklyn...
owlswallowvowels: Venice - Benjamin Sloan You wake up early And play a glass of gin On your ukelele While out on a suburban lawn The newspaper begins reading itself Out loud with full orchestration And accompaniment And my insistence indeed My purpose is to go blind While walking backwards Into the jungle which is really Just another confusion Of lonely in this case trees and...
That treasure of happiness, the Kingdom of Heaven, may be called the ultimate...– Thich Nhat Hanh’s Living Buddha, Living Christ
She's strong enough to walk away, but broken...
foresting: (via gatekeeper) this is me and me
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anyway it's nearly bed time
yes it is
for all people
you simply rebel, is all
you are not a person
you are a husk
i'll husk ye
you'll present me
you say that
you are lost in the wilderness of opinion
that's what i think
(do you see what i did there?)
will you ever be loved?
you love me
I love your money
copy and paste this to LJ
show the masses how mean you are
and how greedy you