January 2011
8 posts
what is love?
how do you know that love is real? that true love exists and there is somebody out there that completes you? its a concept i fight for daily to be true and sometimes the weight of the world and reality just crushes all hope i have for a chance at real love. and if i don’t know what it is then i don’t know what to look for, do i have it now? i know i could, if only he’d listen and...
All that is gold does not glitter
theres really nothing like moon-bathing nude in a hot tub. the gorgeous white glow of that pale disk off in the distance, the hot water enveloping every crevice of your flesh; oh the sweet peace of being one with the universe while everybody else sleeps.
““All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;...”
“I am so clever that sometimes I don’t understand a single word of what I...”
“We turned at a dozen paces, for love is a duel, and looked up at each other for...”
tumblrbot asked: WHAT IS YOUR EARLIEST HUMAN MEMORY?
Maybe humans are just the pet alligators that God...
i wish to fabricate my life to people on the outside. tell them some immensely interesting story that they’ll remember and think of when they see me; whether or not in a good way. i always mean to when people ask me about myself but then i feel there is no point. it takes too much energy to come up with something clever, something that I would be interested in remembering. my life and my...
classical depictions of the minotaur
i’m feeling very blank.
i’m feeling like a character in a fiction novel without the security of having everything written out in the format of a true story of random imagination. i lay in bed staring away at whatevers in front of my face wondering what lies ahead. hoping that a great destiny will find me yet when i go to physically capture those images they slip away like they were...