What Roo Do

And then there was today.  In all of it’s violent upward motion.  She said, “don’t wait for me.  if you wait, you wait on your own station, looking toward your own horizon, expecting that train to pull in.  But I’m off and down the tracks: 2 by 4 by 6 by 8…”

creaturesofcomfort:

Kissing Teenagers 

Ranzin

Dazed and Confused Magazine

March 2000

THE STARS THAT ALIGNED, THE LIGHT IN THE HALF SLIT, THE BRIGHT OF OUR SKY, AND PUSHING DEEP INTO OUR STORM, WET AND DREARY.

Egon Schiele

(Source: pupconcepts, via egonschiele)

loverofbeauty:

Elia Kazan:  A Streetcar Named Desire

(via androphilia)

BEEST NUT. #beest #666 (at Roanoke & Spring)

A little and a bit.  If we all shook and settled daily, would we know another type of exhaustion?

Face it, all.

NO WONDER WANDER

(Source: razorshapes, via halflightlife)

Neither one, nor the two together. “Treasured.”

charlienostra