sun beams through the weeds
black sea grass dancing wildly
blossom, my wet pubes
a haiku for my pubes in the bath and Matazo appreciation all in one post
Good morning, Vincent.
“In the case of the artist, I don’t want them to represent reality because I have that via my own telescopes. I want and need the artist to take me to new places, and the new place that Van Gogh took me not the sky as it is but the sky as he felt it. And the more of us that feel the universe, the better off we will be in this world.”
#I felt dumb for hating everyone with equal signs
#because what am I doing?
#and it's nice that everyone cares
#but then I couldn't stop hating them
#and now I'm eating coconut shrimp at three in the morning and don't know why
(Source: analangdon, via snakecharmer)
What am I doing? What am I watching? Will I ever sleep?