Aspiring journalist.
eliego:

foolish, fragile thing by Isabel Sasse on Flickr.
I could start fires with what I feel for you.
written by Fires, David Ramirez  (via onlinebabe)

(Source: rainydaysandblankets, via vveirdo)

I would love to say that you make me weak in the knees but to be quite upfront and completely truthful you make my body forget it has knees at all.
written by Derrick Brown, Love Language   (via humanclay)

(Source: weatherbeatensoul, via bexx-x)

hellobleached:

Meow 😽 Taken by: Rick Rodney #LA
vinceypoopoo:

selfies instead of homework.

Anonymous asked: Where does your blog name come from?

From The Sleepless by The Shaky Hands.

The sweetest confusion
left me in the sun
And I forgot you
I forgot we were one

The sleepless, the wonder,
puts holes inside my brain,
but I think I’m fine now
I see a light with no pain.

It’s a great song, really. 
It used to be one of my favorites.  

sucky-blog:

The Magnetic Fields // I Don’t Want To Get Over You

I guess I should take Prozac, right?
and just smile all night
at somebody new
somebody not too bright,
but sweet and kind
who would try to get you off my mind
I could leave this agony behind
which is just what I’d do
If I wanted to,
but I don’t want to get over you

Missing you, June gloom.
This is what I don’t get - Women are impure because males have touched them. Who’s the dirty one here?
written by Comment on Jezebel article “Female ‘Purity’ Is Bullshit” (via lunarynth)

(Source: lunarynth, via lunarynth)

perceivingtheparadox:

I am the Gun: personal poem, first attempt at making a spoken word video, not great.