Feathers filled the small room. Our laughter kept the feathers in the air. I thought about birds. Could they fly if there wasn’t someone, somewhere, laughing?

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Then take me disappearin’ through the smoke rings of my mind

Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves

The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach

Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow

Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free

Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands

With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves

Let me forget about today until tomorrow

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As I walk out my door, step into the pollution.

I breathe in the problems, exhale solutions

Because, after all, life is about balance.

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I’ll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars.

(Source: ruoloc, via almalexa)

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What are you so afraid of?

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(via nobodycaresbuti)

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He was unheeded, happy, and near to the wild heart of life.

He was alone and young and willful and wildhearted,

alone amid a waste of wild air and brackish waters

and the seaharvest of shells and tangle and veiled grey sunlight.

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How hard it is to escape from places. However carefully one goes they hold you - you leave little bits of yourself fluttering on the fences - like rags and shreds of your very life.

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I want to be able to sleep in an open field,

to travel west,

to walk freely at night…

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Be my baby

I’ll hold your soul

I’ll rock you slow

I’ll be there when you need me

… you’re never that far.

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Hell is empty

and all the devils are here.

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Role model.

(Source: shartakeschances)

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Despite having considered myself a monster for as long as I can remember,

it still comes as a shock when I’m confronted with the depth of evil

that exists in this world.

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No organism can continue for long to exist sanely under conditions of absolute reality; even larks and katydids are supposed, by some, to dream.

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