Sensations by Sweetback
Sweetback
15 Oct 1996
10534The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.
Suicide’s Note, Langston Hughes (via onewritersheart)
Four nights before Tyler Clementi jumped from the George Washington Bridge I was sitting in a hotel room in my own town calculating exactly what I had to swallow to keep a bottle of sleeping pills down.
What I know about living is that the pain just isn’t ours. Every time I hurt, I know that wound is an echo, so I keep listening for that moment when the grief becomes a window where I can see what I couldn’t see before.
(via onewritersheart)
Glass Animals - Cocoa Hooves
(via thingssheloves)
This is the feeling of fear seeping back into who I am.
There is no light at the end of the tunnel,
only a pack of matches handed down
from one generation to the next.
Humanity does not have a long fuse
and this generation holds the last match
only a pack of matches handed down
from one generation to the next.
Humanity does not have a long fuse
and this generation holds the last match
JonArno Lawson, Bad News, in The Noon Whistle, 1996
Pilgrim, Timothy Findley
(Source: calciumms, via notoriouskad)
(Source: laviejajuliada, via )
This place is a dream. Only a sleeper considers it real. Then death comes like dawn, and you wake up laughing at what you thought was your grief
Rumi (via lucifelle)
(via atemporal-emptiness)
re-sil-ience [ri-zil-yuhns, -zil-ee-uhns]
noun
1. the power or ability to return to the original form,
position, etc., after being bent, compressed,
or stretched; elasticity.
2. ability to recover readily from illness,
depression, adversity, or the like; buoyancy.
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I demand unconditional love and complete freedom. That is why I am terrible
Tomaz Salamun (via so-treu)
(Source: secretsthatsell, via loveyourchaos)
Blonde Redhead
Melody of a Certain Damaged Lemons
20 Jan 2004
