December 10, 2009
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Can I Sleep In Your Arms - Phosphorescent

(via bebedefille) Please don’t remove credit, this is my photograph.

(via bebedefille)

Please don’t remove credit, this is my photograph.

December 9, 2009

They’ve got me on the outside, looking in
But I can’t see at all
With the weight of the world on my shoulders,
They just wanna see me fall

Have faith in me

I said I’d never let you go, and I never did
I said I’d never let you fall and I always meant it
If you didn’t have this chance then I never did
You’ll always find me right there, again

(via bellemort)

(via bellemort)

"He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others—the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad."
from Everything is Illuminated by Jonathan Safran Foer (via airplanes)
December 8, 2009

mama there’s wolves in the house
mama they won’t let me out
mama they’re mating at night
mama they wont make nice

they’re pacing and glowing bright
their faces all snowy and white
bury their paws in the stone
make for my heart as their home

they tumble and fight
and they’re beautiful
on the hilltops at night
they are beautiful

blazing with light
is the whitest and the tallest and the biggest one
she’s muscled and fine
when she runs

they’re tearing up holes in the house
they’re tearing their claws in the ground
they’re staring with blood in their mouths
mama they won’t let me out

they tumble and fight
and they’re beautiful
on the hilltops at night
they are beautiful

blazing with light
is the whitest and the tallest and the biggest one
all muscled and fine
when she runs

mama there’s wolves in the house
mama i tried to put them out
and mama i know you’re too wise
to wait till those wolves make nice