buzz me buzz me and nudge me buzz me, nudge me fudge me, o fudge me come and hug me come and hop me grab me, grapple me slap me, dapple me and fudge me, o fudge me and some nudge, nudge me and buzz me, o buzz me
“Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.”—E.E. Cummings (via weepling)
You are a brilliant, talented man. Don’t dumb yourself down for a piece of ass.
Be with someone who will draw you a bath and read you poetry by candlelight; someone who will peruse old, dusty bookstores with you and sit next to you in cramped, poorly lit theaters to watch undiscovered actors in…
“The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me”—Oscar Wilde (via sisterwolf)