“We travel for romance, we travel for architecture, and we travel to be lost.”
— Ray Bradbury (via heartnothate)
(Source: bonvoyagelauren, via breezymoon)
And then some
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter — bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”
-- Stephen Crane
→ Say hello
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said, “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter — bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”
-- Stephen Crane
→ Say hello
Oh, man. I would really like to play a game of soccer right now.
Or basketball.
I need to make friends.
I don’t know how I keep convincing myself that sleep is optional.
And I keep dropping things and walking into tables and spilling really hot coffee all over everything. Yesterday I went to the restroom and there was a girl loudly masturbating in one of the stalls.
I think I owe the library a significant amount of late fines. I got a parking ticket earlier today also.
I can’t remember if I’ve been paid this month or not. Or the last time I ate.
I think this week is probably going to end up being very character building.
Sleeping At Last - Turning Page
“Your love is my turning page, where only the sweetest word remain..”
(Source: tiredeyesandbigsmiles)
