December 2010
6 months 2 weeks 3 days
I don't know how. →
fallingtofly:
The suit’s on, black and crisp. I’ve never felt such nervousness. Fingers fumble as I try, and try. Will you tie my tie? I don’t know how.
My back is straight and I’m steady. My lungs are filled and my mouth is ready. I’m ready to sing and shout, but only a whisper comes out. Will you sing with me? I don’t know how.
I try and be who I want to be. I aim to be the best me....
nomeedbadarzi:
i wrote this last night. the...
unnerving:my5tic41andshit:
amsterdam // peter...
To my layer, my cove. Tonight I’ll take you in. Take you into every feeling. For tonight you’re mine. Pound by pound. I’ll keep you safe inside. I’ll keep you. Inside my cove. Inside my cave. You’re mine. You’re mine. Tonight you’re mine. Today. You’re mine.
“I don’t want to go on being a root in the dark,
vacillating, stretched out,...”
– Pablo Neruda (via fuckyeahneruda)
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It's raining. It's hailing. It's storming.
I’m thinking of giving tumblr another chance.
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Watchkellzzbellzz:
song by robyn
when i cover a song it is to rewrite the feeling. it’s like an actor reading a script in light of a new circumstance… perhaps changing the delivered emphasis from one word to another.
what i aim to bring out in this cover are swells of strength and vulnerability; two things constantly balancing each other out through the cold winter season.
thank you to BERNICE...
“If I love you, I need not continually speak of my love- you will know without...”
