cold damp tree bark
contrasting fixed moss
broken down cabins
and cold lone walks
wet rotted wood
and black fire smoke
slanted tree lines
mountains of snow
i cry to the wind blowing
i cry at the absence of rain
little bear cub unknowing
the reality of the vain
silent dew drops tell
the ancient tales of fallen rain
snow topped trees
whisper secrets
through the crystalized brain
the serenity of the scenery
claws at me with unrelenting fists
“will it ever be more beautiful than this?”
get yourself a good treat
I asked my boyfriend what he liked about me, because I couldn’t understand what he saw in me. He knew me at my absolute lowest, and still chose to love me. I just didn’t understand what could make him like me as more than a friend after witnessing me in that state.
And he said he didn’t know exactly what he liked about me, that he didn’t think about it too much; but he said that he knew I made him happy.
Later I was talking about how I love poetry, and I described poetry as everything worth remembering and experiencing put into words. I told him that poetry is everything we love transcribed on paper, and sometimes it’s just that simple. Sometimes poetry is just capturing the things we love, a linguistic photograph.
And after I was done, he said, “That’s how I feel” And I was happy he understood, and then he said that’s how he feels about me. That he loved me in a way that’s worth experiencing and writing about. That he just loved me for me, and I don’t need to be anything else.
And he drove home his point by saying I have an appealing face. #RIZZ Heart is full of love type shit
where is your boy tonight?
sticker
2024 is a terrible year to be a henchman. The word "minion" is barely usable and you can't even say "goon" anymore.
running from my own life now
i'm really turning some time
looking up to the sky for something
i may never find
anyway no one fucks with gymnopédie no. 1 like i do
I hate Christmas
just finished watching honey boy and what the fuck. all i did was cry for the last 30 minutes of that movie. i don’t think i’ve ever watched a movie that horrifically, yet beautifully relatable.
Riff with Patrick Greatest Hits PART 2 (Part 1 here) x x x x x x (some MORE of the best flirting banter from tourdust/2ourdust mwah mwah)