Post from one in seven billion.



You promised
to follow my lead
When I broke down
in small pieces
you didn’t know
which piece to follow;
So you left.


(Source: sirenknights)


I told my friends
my secrets
but all they heard
was gossip.


# Poem 6

We are left
to the world
with installed thoughts,
set goals since
premature graduation,
and wallets forever
half filled,
unpaved roads and
fooled spirits,
like self fulfilling


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Apr 5


I wrote down

Many things when I was young.

As a boy,

I wrote down all

The questions a seven year old

Could ask.

I wrote them down

But, I never asked

To spare my mother

The inevitable frustration.

I wrote them down

But, never asked

Because I didn’t have a father

That could teach me

A life lesson while he

Answered my curiosities.

I still write things down,

But, I never dare ask.

I am now afraid of the


Apr 5

What men mean when they talk about their “crazy” ex-girlfriend is often that she was someone who cried a lot, or texted too often, or had an eating disorder, or wanted too much/too little sex, or generally felt anything beyond the realm of emotionally undemanding agreement. That does not make these women crazy. That makes those women human beings, who have flaws, and emotional weak spots. However, deciding that any behavior that he does not like must be insane– well, that does make a man a jerk.

And when men do this on a regular basis, remember that, if you are a woman, you are not the exception. You are not so cool and fabulous and levelheaded that they will totally get where you are coming from when you show emotions other than “pleasant agreement.”

When men say “most women are crazy, but not you, you’re so cool” the subtext is not, “I love you, be the mother to my children.” The subtext is “do not step out of line, here.” If you get close enough to the men who say things like this, eventually, you will do something that they do not find pleasant. They will decide you are crazy, because this is something they have already decided about women in general.

- Lady, You Really Aren’t “Crazy” (via femalevillain)

(Source: sparkamovement)

Everything Neil Degrasse Tyson says in Cosmos absolutely blows my mind
I could watch it all day.
so f’n good!

Drunkards Solstice

The heartwarming laughs of anonymous mouths fill the cool breeze that travels through the city’s blocks. Passing through and around every street that it can reach. Waiters of all restaurants come back and forth between their respective kitchens to random tables about the room inquiring your bellies wants and shortly after, filling them.

Cars drive by, abiding by the speed limit. People of all trades and faces pass by the hundreds every minute. Each with a uniquely written story that waits to be heard by a friends ears over a cup of coffee.

The glow from all the lights come together to create an aura over the city. People from all over the country would be able to tell that this was a city worth visiting. A quick stop along their way to their long awaited destinations.

Along with the arrival of the solstice comes a renewed freedom that was taken away by the piercing winds of winter. Freedom that inspires new opportunities, adventures and romances for those drunken hearts that wander bar to bar. Filling space with their senseless but cheerful humor that only they seem to understand, meaning no harm to anyone they complement the passing lady and high five the passing man as they walk down the sidewalks to god knows where.


A few seconds to spring

The log awaited,

Warm breezes of the spring

Time finally arrive to our door steps.

They warm our chilled bones

For the first time in what seems years.

 A time that seems grossly extended

When you keep track

 Of every passing second.




This has to be one of my favorite post on tumblr.

wow this is so clever



This has to be one of my favorite post on tumblr.

wow this is so clever

(Source: 11mm)

Long live the king


Were more unreasonable

And seemingly just as uncaring

As a mad, tyrannical king,

I was a mere court jester

And by heart a clown.


I loved you still

Like he loved his throne,

His bejeweled ring

And crown.


If you could spend a day with anyone, who would it be?


I would spend the time with Sydney

Poem by Bukowski

You’re that


That I read

In freshman year English class

Written by


That I haven’t stopped reading

In my head.


I like storms. They let me know that even the sky screams too.

- (via getdrunkskeetskeet)

(Source: wofew)