a muse and a child's toy. these are things i love and the life i lead.
i bought flowers, beer and ingredients for cookies. best house guest ever. #vacation

i bought flowers, beer and ingredients for cookies. best house guest ever. #vacation

good morning.

good morning.

two hour phone conversations. one more week until i get to see him. i can’t wait.

this guy. he would have to live in portland.

this guy. he would have to live in portland.

“Spend your free time the way you like, not the way you think you’re supposed to. Stay home on New Year’s Eve if that’s what makes you happy. Skip the committee meeting. Cross the street to avoid making aimless chitchat with random acquaintances. Read. Cook. Run. Write a story.”

—Susan Cain, Quiet: The Power of Introverts in a World That Can’t Stop Talking  (via luminaired)

(Source: technojournee, via wiildantlers)

I hope that our few remaining friends
Give up on trying to save us
I hope we come up with a failsafe plot
to piss off the dumb few that forgave us
I hope the fences we mended
Fall down beneath their own weight
And I hope we hang on past the last exit
I hope it’s already too late
and I hope the junkyard a few blocks from here
Someday burns down
And I hope the rising black smoke carries me far away
and I never come back to this town again
in my life
I hope I lie
and tell everyone you were a good wife
and I hope you die
I hope we both die
I hope I cut myself shaving tomorrow
I hope it bleeds all day long
Our friends say it’s darkest before the sun rises
We’re pretty sure they’re all wrong
I hope it stays dark forever
I hope the worst isn’t over
I hope you blink before I do
and I hope I never get sober
and I hope when you think of me years down the line
you can’t find one good thing to say
and I hope that if I found the strength to walk out
You’d stay the hell out of my way
I am drowning
there is no sign of land
you are coming down with me
Hand in unloveable hand
and I hope you die
I hope we both die

no children - the mountain goats

sometimes you just have to go be surrounded by nature.  (at Elk Meadow Park)

sometimes you just have to go be surrounded by nature. (at Elk Meadow Park)

cuddle party.

cuddle party.

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