Franz Wright, from “East Boston, 1996; Night Walk,” in God’s Silence

This “insignificant pride” of mine, you had better damn well  r e m e m b e r  it.

shykawa

Just going home…

the text is a tweet by jonny sun

the art is by @lawarne10 on twitter.

i’m fucking crying y’all

Revisited an old idea :-)

tzuyu - feel special teaser

living in the countryside really strikes the fear of god into you at the most random moments. you’ll just make eye contact with a cow or stare for too long into a brook and all of a sudden you’ll think something like “these are old bones and i am merely a passing occupant” and then you have to go and put the kettle on to cope

me:

the hare staring at me from across the field: which one of your lives is this?

me, legging it: okay tea time i think

Coucher de soleil, près du Croisic (n.d.). Ferdinand du Puigaudeau 1864-1930. Oil on canvas

I think I’ll go back to Hogwarts this Halloween season. 

— Henry David Thoreau, The Correspondence of Henry David Thoreau

Absolutely fantastic, you funky little pigeon