May 16, 2013
Kittens

tiny, tiny kittens.
i want to play with you
like one of you. with paws
so small they could be swallowed.
i want to curl into a ball
and like your fur soft as clouds
but i am a man. i am long
and tall and made of meat
And job security. 
there can be no games
between us.

April 23, 2013
Dead Man’s Skin

The dead dance behind my flaky skin cells.
They jig and put a move to the staccato,
Jumping bean music belting from the band
On the stand, swaying back and forth
With dust floating off of their eyelids.
They are getting down in my stomach,
Lounging about in the recesses of my sternum.
They’re just chilling,
Wasting some time behind my skin.

April 15, 2013

atavus:

Ana Mendieta - Untitled (Blood Sign #1), 1974

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April 15, 2013
Thoughts of today while I wait for tumblr to load

Sometimes I wonder if I’ll make a good husband. I don’t make a lot of money, I have bouts of intense depression, and have the sex drive of a thousand teenage bulls. It usually just makes me more depressed than I already am.

Then I remember: I’m alright. For each of my deficiencies, I have a comparable excellence. My worth isn’t about what I do poorly, it’s about what I do well and can learn to do better.

April 14, 2013
laughingsquid:

Room-Sized Anamorphic Portrait of Malian Actor Sotigui Kouyaté

laughingsquid:

Room-Sized Anamorphic Portrait of Malian Actor Sotigui Kouyaté

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April 14, 2013
fuckyeah-nerdery:

fuckyeah-nerdery:

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April 14, 2013

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April 9, 2013
Why you should travel young.

nomoreundead:

“While I don’t want to sound all gloom-and-doom, and I believe your life can turn around at any moment, there is an important lesson here: life is a result of intentional habits. So I decided to do the things that were most important to me first, not last.”

(Source: s-stevens, via theorthodoxheretic)

April 9, 2013

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April 9, 2013

Being depressed sucks. You are either upsetting everyone around you by being depressed or you have to pretend to be in a good mood for the sake of others. My new solution?

Stay in my room and masturbate until I run out of blood.

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