May 2013
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even though you’re probably safely pedaling homeward i still find myself worrying until you step through the door perhaps it’s neurosis or perhaps it’s longing but i will wait up for you in the starshine always
April 2013
moledro
n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.
“Hold tightly my hand,
patiently while I search for
the truth of my life.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via tylerknott)
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i miss you right now, and you’re only 2km away. how will i live in a week’s time, when we’re over 540km apart? when the sun of my soul is too far to see? i’m being swallowed by this open-ended unknown, treading through the waves of ticking hours; everything is too few and too wrong and burns terrorizing revenge down this sandpaper throat. so: is this it? locked within a...
“My heartbeat has reached the epitome of rottenness; It is no longer part of my...”
– Friedrich Nietzsche, Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion)
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i miss you. and i wish you were here on this soul-wrenching night of nights.
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stress in my stomach like a stampede of cavalry flaying the ground as the rock quakes in thunder. everything all at once falling into shrouded abyss.
March 2013
