1092
15 Jul 12 at 7 pm

“The First Girl,” Rob MacDonald

(Source: commovente)

"

When I say that she was the greatest,
I mean that she resembled a circus.

She was not brightly colored,
nor was she composed

of three rings, but
under a tent in the middle of

a starlit field
on a summer night,

you could see her
in just a t-shirt

and forget how unhappy
the elephants were.

"

 32
25 Jun 12 at 9 am

The moment when the reality of my history sets in.

Looking at clouds wrapped around green mountains.

Untold secrets.. on a long winding road.

The moment when the reality of my history sets in.
Looking at clouds wrapped around green mountains.
Untold secrets.. on a long winding road.
 401
16 May 12 at 2 pm

(Source: squeats)

tags: quote  life  house  cute  memories  skeleton 

"She asks permission to enter my thoughts. Does she know she occupies a niche. Question mark. Only if you hold my hand. My response was purely metaphorical, but her hand, smooth as a sun, reaches from across the sky and finds its home in mine. I look toward her and notice a trait. Her eyes, when impassioned, are replaced by that of a little girl. She walks through snow to find the little boy lost in me. She found him near an ash cigarette hilltop. Burning his feet. Who else has the best knowledge of hiding then you, Noyade."