Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home
find myself listening to music i loved years ago and i realize i still am her
goodbyeeveryonee-deactivated202
Change is coming everyone’s way and it may not feel right but it’s time to let some things go
hello september. i’m greeted by your moss covered hands and dew on the windowsill. things are changing once again. this time, i let them.
Is it just me or is anybody starting to feel like uhhh. maybe it wont pass
Honestly the best part of being a barista was charging cops for their drinks. They're so used to getting free shit so it was SOOOOO good for them to pull up to the window and for me to be like "$6.47 :)" and them to make this whole elaborate display of slowly pulling their wallet out and handing their card over bc they weren't expecting to pay. I'd charge you double if I could, oink oink bitch
how could you leave this in the tags
The illusory work of artist Nari Darbandi is all available as fine art prints in his INPRNT Shop.
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Franz Wright, from God's Silence; "East Boston, 1996"
[Text ID: Walking home, for a moment / you almost believe you could start again. / And an intense love rushes to your heart, / and hope. It's unendurable, unendurable.]
there's an end to the loneliness, right? it ends, eventually? and i'll be finally whole inside?
Is it just me or is anybody starting to feel like uhhh. maybe it wont pass