somewhere there is a 17 year old girl who smells like pomegranates and has summer air tight on her naked skin, wrapping around her scars
like veins in a bloody garden, who won’t make it past tomorrow,

there is a young man, who buys yellow flowers for the woman
in apartment 84B, who learned braille when he realized she
couldn’t read his poetry about her white neck and mint eyes

there are people watching films,
making love for the first time, opening mail with the
heading of ‘i miss you’, cooking noodles with
organic spices and red sauces, buying lemon detergent,
ignoring ‘do not smoke’ signs, painting murals
of his lips in abandoned warehouses, chewing
the words ‘i love you’ over and over again, swallowing
phone numbers and forgotten birthdays, eating
strawberry pies, drinking white wine off of each
others open mouths, ignoring the telephone,
reading this poem

someone is thinking
i’m alone
someone finally understands
they never really

poems from my uncles graves  (via ac-ru)

I love this a lot

(via va-nasa)

honestly, these past few weeks have created home for me here and I’m so happeeeeeee I love this city and these people I don’t wanna leave (but I actually do I wanna be home with my pups and people who love me differently than the people here do) ((also backpacking)). so good morning, I’m going to frolic around the park Lizze McGuire goes to with Paolo with the fountains because Rome.

Not having a phone has woken me up to just how many things seem photographable - erring on the side of share-able via social networks, nearing brag-worthy. It’s a gross virtual world I am quickly becoming bored by. But I want my goddamned snapchat back. 




this one time, i made a really awesome mix cd for a boy and drew a sketch-y world map on it, but it got lost in the mail. insert something about a metaphor for our relationship. i’m listening to the playlist now and wow i really hope someone at the post office found it and listens to it in their car sometimes when the sun is out. Kind of like today.

okay wow I did this too after my boyfriend broke up with me tho and like I never gave it to him but it was this beautiful colorful design and the playlist was genius pretty sure it had a cults song on there and whats a playlist without a cults song right

all the boys being dumb and missing out on quality, over-thought-in-the-best-way mixes like c’mon