The purpose of literature is to turn blood into ink.
I like nonsense, it wakes up the brain cells. Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living.
Tears were warm, and girls were beautiful, like dreams. I liked movie theaters, the darkness and intimacy, and I liked the deep, sad summer nights.
I guess I’m a little weird. I like to talk to trees and animals. That’s okay though; I have more fun than most people.
LOOK AT THE CAT
aw that sucks :(
why does every tumblr
user think they can
write poems just by
using the space bar
and enter button
Behind every exquisite thing that existed, there was something tragic.
i cant express how much i hate fucking bees
then stop fucking bees???? it’s really a simple solution
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEANT
Not after bee movie we don’t
Take a lover who looks at you like maybe you are magic.