January 2011
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re: stacks (and poems and coffee)
i’m draped across your bed. the sheets are tangled around my thighs. i can barely breath and i have tears in my eyes. but the short-of-breath and tears are probably the most wonderful things right now.
it feels so foreign, so familiar. i don’t know if it’s wrong that i associate these feelings with falling in love with you. in love. those words feel wrong. love is not strong...
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I wear my garment so it shows.
your fingers trace the outline of my stomach. you have white sheets. it’s been raining all night long. you smell like cigarettes and comfort and i think i can still taste the lingering smell of bon iver lyrics on your lips, your ears, your neck. we’re completely secluded.
it’s been in the family for years. this house, you tell me and smile and reach for the deck of cigarettes on...
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acornfactories asked: how do you customize the background of you dash?
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Recommend? :) →
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smokeandroses:
(a takeaway show - bon iver)
sosososososo good
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Re: Stacks will forever be my favorite song.
gardensnake:
“I think this song is about knowing that you have to understand when you’re in a tough place and believe that it’s not going to last forever.” -Justin Vernon himself
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Wings wouldn't help you down.
teresecarlson:
I think I’m going to start writing those letters I promised people. If you want me to send you one just put your name and address in my ask.
Or just ask me questions, that works too:)
Posting this on here as well so these followers can receive a letter from me if they want.
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bones - deyarmond edison.
foreignplaces:
bruise, it’s coming to the surface, like the vessel it’s been hidden for so long, you are the trestle that’s there to hoist me up now this world without you is fucked skin, and it’s warm enough to hold you and keep you breathing but it locks me out and makes me lose my needing and how long to be alone how will i carry these bones and i’m so far from not caring
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aportraitingrayscale replied to your photo: Justin and his brother, Nate, at Camp Manitou on…
ummmmmm, is his brother in a dress? haha
I’ve seen stranger things happen at Camp Manitou, so I wouldn’t be too alarmed.