Emotions Are So Constant

any use i had for my sanity is gone now.

Time to get funky.

that’s the one trouble with this country: everything, weather, all, hangs on too long. like our rivers, our land: opaque, slow, violent; shaping and creating the life of man in its implacable and brooding image.

forecast accurate / a southern gothic photo series from my sophomore year 2018

sometimes i just like to disappear for years on end. Others i can’t stand to be alone for even a moment.

sorta wish i could figure out why the hell each of those things happen.

wait actually rb this and name as many mutuals off the top of your head as you can in the tags i’m interested

TORTLES!!!

if you’re at a point right now where you don’t see any hope in the future, remember that the future will always seem overwhelming when you’re thinking about it all at once. you only have to live through one moment at a time. focus on now and focus on getting through this, because you will.

i feel

the stars are

singed

with the ash of burnt words

the night sky is

scorched

with longing for another

my bed is

burning

with the emptiness of being

without you.

my lover,

come home.

the only salad dressing id ever need

via

Oh to walk barefoot through the damp dirt in the forest, following an almost human silhouette into the darkness.

i’ve been living

and thinking recently.

its been nice.