whenever somebody says like “so what did you do today?” just look off into the distance and say “the right thing”
There is a shipwreck between your ribs and it took eighteen years
for me to understand how to understand your kind of drowning.
There are people who cannot be held quietly. There are screams
that are never externalized. If I looked at the photo albums of your
past twenty years, all I would find are decibel meter graphs of
phone calls and the intensity of your silence as you sat
smoking cigarettes in the garage.
There is a shipwreck between your ribs. You are a box with
fragile written on it, and so many people have not handled you
And for the first time, I understand that I will never know
how to apologize for being
one of them.
"Love In the Time of Tear Gas." Picture from Ferguson
Why aren’t we seeing this everywhere? Soooo much more meaningful than this, which was everywhere:
Those were my EXACT thoughts.
We all know why.
weekend plans: getting pissed at all the people thinking labor day is another holiday about yay america
Crop top && skirt: thrifted//altered.
The way some people freak out about pumpkin spice stuff coming back you’d think it’s a rare drug from a desert planet or something…
okay so like ….forest goth
-live in the forest
-dark, earthy tones such as burgundy and swamp green
-lil’ pins with foxes and bunnies
-keeping the goth vibe with a lot of well blended black, brown and yellow eye shadow and eyeliner
-baggy cardigans that look like they’ve been torn a bit by animals
-leaves in ur hair
-everyone you know is a wolf or other forest animal