i’m always hungry for love. i don’t care about the taste.
yes.thanks for keeping me writing, Tamar
i hate it when you really want to tell someone how much they’ve effected your life but somehow you can’t.
lam·bent: VII
Sunday, I crack your skull to find that
what comes leaking out
spells my name
Monday, I hold your hand so hard that
there are tears in your eyes
you press our fingers together, silence
Tuesday, you find the cigarette burns on my thighs
‘did you do this? I love you.’
you kiss me till…
"I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard."
Tupac Shakur (via shredgnar)
(Source: seductionisdestruction, via vileallure)
i am just a child
trying to bathe
in your eyes
simply
slipping
into the puddles of your lips
i just am a child
letting you
become my man
kissing me all over
kissing me clean
i never really liked
my name
much
until i found out
what it tastes like
when you sigh it
into my
mouth
(Source: oceanicforest, via suspended-in-space)
THESE ARE MY FRIENDS I AM SO PROUD
I was walking through Bryant Park when a girl ran up to me, tapped me on the shoulder, and asked if I could photograph her group of friends. I actually said “no,” which is my general rule for on-the-street requests, but then I turned around and saw twenty kids waving at me.
They had just finished demonstrating on behalf of The Fair Elections Act. According to their explanation, the act lessens the influence of corporate money in political campaigns by magnifying the effect of individual donors.
Every dollar donated to a campaign by a private citizen would be matched by $6 in public money.
Anyway, they reassembled their demonstration for my benefit. They described it as a “visual representation of how our politicians are tied up by corporations.”
"I want to feel it,
the breathtaking certainty,
that comes when you’re loved."
the breathtaking certainty,
that comes when you’re loved."
