partybarackisinthehousetonight:

pro tip: fill the piñata with absolutely nothing to prepare your kids for the letdowns of adulthood

(via who-da-best)

notesfromghosts:

Perception depends on starting points
he said to me
and I
shuddered

wastedanddangerous:

i smell the ghost of you

wrapped in leaves and tar like

bandages, trying to

calm some shuddering hole 

in your heart. 

shamanfox:

The open soul
a diamond
refracting complex
…beauty
draped in clothing
of unconditional
with empty hands
breathing in moment

(not by)window of eyes
(nor) healing touch of smile
essence unseen
pulling me breathless
in thoughtless slumber
thoughts scattering
in disappearing world

lucyquin:

I never knew any better.
I took off all of my skin
and unhinged the bones
in my chest to let my heart
out to breathe.

I tied rope around it
so it wouldn’t wander off,
but it never seemed to listen.
I’d have to pull it back in
and it resented me
for being so frightened.

It cut its own string one night
and it ran wild.
It chased all the wrong things,
the wrong people,
the wrong kind of love. 

Eventually it came back,
tattered and worn
and full of holes,
but it was much stronger now.