i ask myself today, as i ask myself every day:

    if there’s any meaning to my life, and what it could possibly be?

    • 9 months ago
    • 1 year ago
    • 373

    words. such is their frivolity.

    • 2 years ago

    "i’m sorry i forgot about you."

    • 2 years ago

    tobedoit:

    Coffee Lover’s Ring

    • 3 years ago
    • 37

    neat.

    tobedoit:

    Melting Clock

    • 3 years ago
    • 21

    (Source: wishyouromance)

    • 3 years ago
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    epilongo:

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Left Brain vs Right Brain

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    Left Brain vs Right Brain

    • 3 years ago
    • 722

    yawn.

    A yawn you take is a yawn deplete;

    A yawn of air from the air replete.

    A yawn you make creates a yawn in wait,

    A yawn in symphony

    Of the world repose in state.

    • 3 years ago

    my heart sings for thee.

    A love like Romeo’s, I hath conceived;

    A love like Juliet’s, none can deceive.

    And with love comes fear, fear with love,

    A boisterous fiend that devours the most gallant of courage.

    But could this be,

    Or is this a dreamer’s dream,

    Which the moon has veiled upon my eyes,

    That I see darkness upon its own form:

    An act that is the Devil’s wish.

    So blind me if this, marry,

    Is but a vile trickery of the Devil’s musing,

    For my eyes cannot behold any

    But thy beauty and fairness thou emanate,

    That pales the pallid moon and invigorating star.

    O’ Cupid do grant me a wish,

    With precise archery thou shalt release

    The arrow from the bow

    Bestowing inspiration, indestructible as gold,

    Yet gentle as her kiss.

    O’ Mathilde let this be not a dream,

    That is as volatile as the sea,

    As honest as a thief;

    Yet, as passionate as the waves at sea,

    And a thief I shall be,

    Who steals your heart, mind and kiss;

    My heart sings for thee.

    • 3 years ago