the sunlit skies call out my name once more.

"Poetry used to be a private thing, much like masturbation. You did it, sure, but you kept it to..."

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 03:14:17 +0800

“Poetry used to be a private thing, much like masturbation. You did it, sure, but you kept it...

meganmcisaac: amy millan (of bss & stars) - baby...

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 03:09:46 +0800

amy millan (of bss & stars) - baby i

sometimes i feel like my only friend is a whiskey glass.
you know it dont stop the time, but it helps it pass.

(via sundaymorning)

Fri, 14 Nov 2008 03:06:08 +0800

(via sundaymorning)

new york, new york

Thu, 13 Nov 2008 00:29:00 +0800

I know I’ve moved, but I want to help this guy out so bad. I wish I was back in New York and...

from the beginning.

Tue, 11 Nov 2008 20:02:49 +0800

from the beginning.

to be plain:

Sun, 26 Oct 2008 22:25:28 +0800

This tumblr is dead. I have moved to another name. Feel free to contact me, via e-mail, should you...

Wanderer, I have walked once more again. Old houses must be left...

Sun, 26 Oct 2008 13:41:17 +0800

Wanderer, I have walked once more again. Old houses must be left in the dust and every corner of the sky scoured for sunlight to capture in photographs and words, in memories and marks. Wanderlust in my heart, once more I am a lost soul.

If you call out my name to the wind though, I will tell you where I am as well. If you are so inclined that is.

Goodbye from here. See you in another form, I guess.

(photo via sunlit days at livejournal)

ocallaghan: Hey, I know that this is really selfish, but can everyone just send me a few of their...

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:08:47 +0800

ocallaghan: Hey, I know that this is really selfish, but can everyone just send me a few of their...

(via stewardesses)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:04:38 +0800

(via stewardesses)

(via muteness) & (via asafedevice on LJ)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:04:08 +0800

(via muteness) & (via asafedevice on LJ)

Maritime—Tearing up the oxygen If you drink enough water...

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 11:03:07 +0800

Maritime—Tearing up the oxygen

If you drink enough water will I fade,
when I'm out of your system forget things that I said,
then the scenery changes.
And cars have no remorse they take the world by force,
we wish we could travel so relentlessly,
that even in our sleep we'd surrender,

you can do anything,
and I should be so lucky.

So now I chase my bags someday they'll take me home,
my clothes are worn so thin they accent my bones,
the sleep I've lost could rest me.
But clocks keep slippery time,
they paint the salt stained lines,
of the best and the worst of the maritimes,
when your eyes are off me, I'm alone.

They could be anywhere,
I should be so lucky.

Tearing up the oxygen to find one another.

(via eastvillageboys)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:45:50 +0800

(via eastvillageboys)

(via PostSecrets at Facebook)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:44:44 +0800

(via PostSecrets at Facebook)

(via eastvillageboys)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:44:18 +0800

(via eastvillageboys)

(via wasteofpaint)

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:40:33 +0800

(via wasteofpaint)

Jensen Ackles. Wonderful, especially those eyes.

Sat, 25 Oct 2008 10:37:37 +0800

Jensen Ackles. Wonderful, especially those eyes.

"A photograph never grows old. You and I change, people change all through the months and years but a..."

Fri, 24 Oct 2008 18:45:00 +0800

“A photograph never grows old. You and I change, people change all through the months and...

"The problem for us is not whether our desires are satisfied or not. The problem is how do we know..."

Fri, 24 Oct 2008 18:38:00 +0800

“The problem for us is not whether our desires are satisfied or not. The problem is how do we...

(via kari-shma)

Fri, 24 Oct 2008 18:37:18 +0800

(via kari-shma)

"In my opinion we don’t devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for jerks."

Fri, 24 Oct 2008 18:22:55 +0800

“In my opinion we don’t devote nearly enough scientific research to finding a cure for...