There is a hole in the ozone layer
Created specifically from
The gas I burn
Trying not to take you home
Just yet.If I gathered it all up
The fuel I use in order
To hold your hand just a little bit longer
Would be enough to power
An entire jet.
Writers end up writing about their obsessions. Things that haunt them; things they can’t forget; stories they carry in their bodies waiting to be released.
— Natalie Goldberg (via annieodair)
I am in one
of those moods where
I don’t breathe nor think,
just inexplicably exist
(without you)
a woman’s body is not for you. if she wants to cover it she should feel free and safe in doing so. if she wants to expose it she should feel free and safe in doing so. it is not an indication of her self-respect but an indication of her preferences for whatever reasons she chooses — none of which are your business or concern.
The words ‘far, far away’ had always a strange charm.
— Alfred, Lord Tennyson (via somebody-else)
