Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don’t fool.
Robert Brault (via blaqmagic)
(via whiskeysoaked)
--time is a tree (this life one leaf)
but love is the sky and i am for you
just so long and long enough
Having perfected our disguise, we spend our lives searching for someone we don’t fool.
(via whiskeysoaked)
can only get away with this today.
sad day in memphis. important to listen to this at least once a year.
It’s not that I forget
the cat outside. She just wants to stay out
all night. And it’s her cry,
plaintive and despairing: forgotten, forgotten
each morning that wakes me.
And each morning, I open the door
to her joy at finally being remembered.
This is her nature, the nightly melodrama
and relief of morning. If dogs look like
their owners, basset hounded,
beagled, then cats are our hearts:
the purring, the nine lives. The mornings
despairing, plaintive: forgotten, forgotten.
<3 (Taken with Instagram)
Taken with Instagram
Tent life (Taken with Instagram)