i think of those summer nights on that beige couch. the way we all start into those humid sweats, as the house begins to reek of past blue ribbon, and oily hair. it’s around the same time we become horizontal, our heavy eyes- redder than the sun start to close. and in dreams, even then, we are what we have always wanted to be. and it’s in those passing seconds i wonder how expendable and sweet the resemblance to home.
thank god for times like these.
Dreads to come. eeeee.
(via yeahphotographyistruth)
“life is more than clothes and cars and a new flavor of toothpaste, that it is community and creation and beauty and humanity.”
its become imperative that I quiet the noise.
I want to free my mind.
- louis c.k
- Jon Krakauer, Into the Wild (via be-positive-be-free)
influence. r.i.p
my change of address has been received.
cardboard boxes, all broken down.
sleepy time tea cabinets & a happy long haired maine coon.
but just another temporary place to keep temporary things.
the world waits,
patiently.
- Louis CK (via jenngofett)
(via kristenchaos)
