Not Dressed Up

I wish I could just say
the things that stick so plainly in my head.
I want to admit it,
I want to scream it so you’d hear me.
How: sometimes I’m just wallowing
and listening to music that hits a chord,
and how “you’ve just got to hear this song”
or, “I’m stumbling around drunk and I want to hear your voice”
is mumbling at the tip of my lips
but I just can’t bring myself to say it.
But would you even listen?


gothamart:

Batman/Joker by Patrick Seymour

gothamart:

Batman/Joker by Patrick Seymour

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Badass.

Badass.

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Worrying won’t stop bad things from happening. It only stops you from enjoying the good.
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pixography:

Tran Nguyen ~ "And Our World Came Tumbling After"

pixography:

Tran Nguyen ~ "And Our World Came Tumbling After"





Freeze-Frames

Oh the idealism of your gifts,

reactionary regalia of your flickering eyes

fixation as a fixture of the aura you emit

even in moments where death peaks out—

distraught, depressed in your best dresses

but the uplift you wear for mere moments

is just a fleeting fashion, 

behaviour you’ve learned to flash

to keep your grasp around my heart.