in my drunken debaucherous state, that cup of water seemed to go on forever. chewed my cheek and thought about it all for a moment. getting bored with that, I got up and beelined to…no where. I have a habit of looking like I have very important places to go, but this is a lie. many things I do are lies. (beware, dear reader.)

so I was drinking the water, I was getting up, I was going places, man. I was going places!

you can tell I was young.

there comes a time when you realize no matter where you go, it’s all the same fucking place.

There is no exquisite beauty without strangeness.
― Edgar Allan Poe (via mourningmelody)
If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.
― Edgar Allan Poe. (via loveyourpoetry)
The path is the goal.
― Mahatma Gandhi (via purplebuddhaproject)
Whether I fail or succeed shall be no man’s doing but my own.
I am the force.
― Elaine Maxwell (via observando)