basically.
(via fuck-yourself-up-drugs)
I said I would never leave you. But come on, what are you, new?
meredith. 23. nj. searching.
(+) getting letters, stargazing, girls, music, autumn, winter, christmas, campfires, tea, coffee, black paint, candles, new york, thunderstorms, introspection, conversation, promises, secrets, catharsis.
"It must only look
like leaving. There’s an art
to everything. Even
turning away. How
eventually even hunger
can become a space
to live in. How they made
out of shamelessness something
beautiful, for as long as they could.
from "Civilization,"
by Carl Phillips
meredith. 23. nj. searching.
(+) getting letters, stargazing, girls, music, autumn, winter, christmas, campfires, tea, coffee, black paint, candles, new york, thunderstorms, introspection, conversation, promises, secrets, catharsis.
"It must only look
like leaving. There’s an art
to everything. Even
turning away. How
eventually even hunger
can become a space
to live in. How they made
out of shamelessness something
beautiful, for as long as they could.
from "Civilization,"
by Carl Phillips
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