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It’s not for fun anymore. i think im done with drugs
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this time i cant blame it on the north winds. the air is fucking still and heavy with my own thoughts.
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i don’t want to seem needy to anyone, especially you
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I have the qualifications, I swear, I expand to fill every container I am placed in, I open myself up on one end, I become the container and remain the container for as long as the contents are true
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soon all the joy that pours from everything makes fountains of your eyes because you finally understand the movement of a hand waving you goodbye
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im not sure what the trouble was that started all of this the reasons have all run away but the feeling never did its not something i would recommend but it is one way to live cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is
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I did my first stand up minutes tonight and like that is one of the first ~dreams~ that ive been able to live out and like it was 5 mins at an open mic but I did it I’m gonna do it and maybe it’s nothing but maybe it’s everything
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I’ve never felt quite as free or quite as alone
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There’s tea if you want to drink, there’s a way if you want to go, there’s me if you want to love
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One time someone asked me if I was going to Sydney to see a hardcore show or just to feel. Well now after having flown halfway across the world to experience catharsis I understand the question
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I can’t look in the eyes I once saw a future in and pretend I see nothing
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