—Buck 65, “Phil”
Go find the girl with a low voice
who holds the world in her bare hands
you’ll fall in love, you’ll have no choice
once you are given a fair chance.
For the first time you will sleep well
take a deep breath, see the sun shine
hold on to her for dear life
and then watch the whole world unwind….
From storm clouds come angels
let pain give you pleasure
from dirt grows the flower
when faith can’t be measured.
scientific exactitude & extended torture scenes
- Gail Levin, Edward Hopper: An Intimate Biography (via feellng)
- Anthony Marra (via philosophicallyincorrect)
- Anaïs Nin, In Favor of the Sensitive Man and Other Essays (via citrusina)
- Ray Bradbury (via simpleyogi)