tied to a time, aching to burst

You’re the Northern Wind Sending shivers down my spine. You’re like fallen leaves In an autumn night. You’re the lullaby Singing me to sleep. You are the other half. You’re like the missing piece. Oh my love. Oh my love. Oh my love, You don’t know What you do to me. You are all four seasons Rolled into one. You’re like the cold December snow In the warm July sun. I’m the jet black sky That’s just before the rain. Like the mighty current Pulling you under the waves. Oh my love. Oh my love. Oh my love, You don’t know What you do to me. I’m the darkest hour Just before the dawn. I’m slowly sinking Into the the slough of despond. Like an old guitar, Worn out and left behind, I have stories still to tell Of the healing kind. Oh my love. Oh my love. Oh my love, If I could just find you tonight. If I could just find you tonight. Oh my love.

haha oh my god, I love this fuckin guy. there he goes…leaving all the bull shit behimd him.

Drunk Skeletons (2012) - Vlad Gradobyk, aka AC44

Spooky

Calico thought she was hiding.

amir khusrow (1253–1325 CE)

The only real cure to a bad day