The Silence of Astounded Souls




hockeydadrecords:

Vancouver in the 60’s
creambubbles:

view-from-up-here:

would love a boyfriend who took a lot of pictures, even though I don’t like pictures of me. Me doing something completely random and him saying “wait, wait wait. Stay right there!”And he takes his camera and while taking the picture he mumbles “beautiful”

this ^

Nothing is going to be okay.

frecklhes:

This year I have to go diving with sharks
Fool's Gold by The Middle East

shinji-moon:

MY MOUTH 
                     (BLESSED) 
         RED 

We left the animals for our second life —

Your fingers drawing my skin 

                       red. 

Now
I long for the wolf
       walking into the river, 

                   for the osprey, 

       feathers, marrow, 
                                  mouth; 


and for 
you, drawing gold
           from the dark. 
                                      (come inside.)



                        In the night, 

                  like animals

                               our hair. 


Shinji Moon 
after Jean Valentine’s poem “The River at Wolf” 

(Source: commovente, via lifeinpoetry)