(Source: allthatglittersis-g-o-l-d, via noussommesdespaysans)
(Source: noussommesdespaysans)
four pills and parkinsons
melted ice cream
spooning vanilla soup in her dish, churning crumbs and apple bits
her thoughts fell into the mix as well
a memory poured itself slowly from her body,
it swims and swishs from behind her eyes;
yesterday they were occupied,
but if you saw them today, you’d see the oblivion time yields
just wait
il faut beaucoup de courage pour aller là où je sais que j’y vais;
restent courageux, vous aussi
"There are times when those eyes inside your brain stare back at you."
Charles Bukowski
(Source: corrumpo)
Umberto Verdirosi- The Game — just one reflective piece of artwork I have hanging over my bed.
(Source: loveyounaut, via trulee)
(Source: fer1972, via fallingrhymes)
groundless
the truth comes from silence
that groundless soil from which forests spring
once inside
we are
lost and liberated
