Nature is fucking cruel and fascinating all at the same time.
(Source: bienvenidoalarealidad, via lachispaadecuada)
La Dispute//Safer in the Forest/Love Song for Poor Michigan
To a Boring, Desperate City,
It’s been weeks since I’ve been around you. Has the fear begun to fade away like sunlight when it sinks into the lake? Are they now building up, or breaking down and boarding up the fronts? Has the whole town been foreclosed now? And what happened to those youthful dreams sunk deep in the river weak? Or got tangled up in weeds or else they’re stumbling drunk on Wealthy Street? Or making plans to leave? I need to leave. I can’t marry this place. I won’t bury the past. I just need a change of scenery. I will hold these old streets sweetly in my head like her. And I will praise their bravery always til the end. Let tongues confess the plague of joblessness our temporary illness. Let us wave their flag from there to here and then over and again and let us hope for better things though we may not ever get them.
We will rise again from ashes one day. Until then roll, just roll, roll me away.
I lost sleep but swear I will carry you in me until the end.
So, Tuebor, my home!
Your desperate friend.
(via brosbeforehos)
“Because it is in pain that we find the meaning of life.”
(via piercingsandink)
