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oh messy life

sunflower-mama:

You’ve got the keys but I’ll never keep my door locked

outofreception:

Spring in the Columbia Gorge
sext
furything:

beetles

I promised we’d rearrange things to fix the mess I’d made here
But I guess in the end we just moved furniture around

arcadiainteriorana:

Winter landscape, Wilhelm Schröter (German, 1849-1904)
Books are finite, sexual encounters are finite, but the desire to read and to fuck is infinite; it surpasses our own deaths, our fears, our hopes for peace.
written by Roberto Bolaño

once you told me that you loved me

but even that can’t make me happy

i’m still here & trying not to be