Is it really possible to tell someone else what one feels?– Leo Tolstoy (via misswallflower )
"I Will Return" by Pablo Neruda
hateshiploveship: Some other time, man or woman, travler, later, when I am not alive, look here, look for me between stone and ocean, in the light storming through the foam. Look here, look for me, for here I will return, without saying a thing, without voice, without mouth, pure, here I will return to be the churning of the water, of its unbroken heart, here, I will be discovered and lost:...
i just caught myself smiling about you.
wellaways: i make myself sick.
all i hear is and people expect me to care you do you i’ll do something else you wish i feel the same i wish someone else felt the same all around the world the same flipping song lets all sing blah blah blah….
what have we proceeded? what will be my fate? what has this all gotten me? where are we going? what am i? what have i done? what will we do? what can i do? what is this? what is going on? what am i talking about? where is my mind? what happened? what did i say? what have you done? what will i know? what will we become? what do you want? what will we see? what?
Temple of the Dog - Hunger Strike I stay hungry
I look for the sand in her eyes Why wont anyone assist me Rising through the earth I stray from the rest system, they cry systematically together tightly in a rage I see a storm beyond the horizon and it’s headed for the center of the masses I yell to them, stand clear ignored, I watch them go back to from once we all came The sand in her eyes have gone And we are all in the...