and i still can’t help buying into the fervor of invented new beginnings, stacked up like periodicals.

@5 months ago
#personal #personal ephemera 
in the first light, the warmth is prelude.i am porous; a vessel.
in streams the sparks that make light, the unrestrained fervor that makes sparks.
i am earnest and open,sorting the sunripe wheat from the brittle chaff.
susurrus sweeping on coattails.
soul noise.

in the first light, the warmth is prelude.
i am porous; a vessel.

in streams the sparks that make light,
the unrestrained fervor that makes sparks.

i am earnest and open,
sorting the sunripe wheat
from the brittle chaff.

susurrus sweeping on coattails.

soul noise.



(Source: thechocolatebrigade, via heydracula)

@10 months ago with 1977 notes
#personal ephemera 

goodbye 2011, you’ve taught me more than any year so far.

toughest, most valuable to date.

you’ve kicked me in the chest, i’ve held my head above the surface of your waves, and i’ve smiled on a hillside in the twilight of your summer.

@5 months ago
#personal #personal ephemera 
feet like anchors
there is a limit
to our flight when we remain
in the confines of our bodies

feet like anchors

there is a limit

to our flight when we remain

in the confines of our bodies

(Source: girlouteast, via when-we-talk-about-love)

@10 months ago with 41 notes
#personal ephemera 

and i still can’t help buying into the fervor of invented new beginnings, stacked up like periodicals.

5 months ago
#personal #personal ephemera 

goodbye 2011, you’ve taught me more than any year so far.

toughest, most valuable to date.

you’ve kicked me in the chest, i’ve held my head above the surface of your waves, and i’ve smiled on a hillside in the twilight of your summer.

5 months ago
#personal #personal ephemera 
in the first light, the warmth is prelude.i am porous; a vessel.
in streams the sparks that make light, the unrestrained fervor that makes sparks.
i am earnest and open,sorting the sunripe wheat from the brittle chaff.
susurrus sweeping on coattails.
soul noise.
10 months ago
#personal ephemera 
feet like anchors
there is a limit
to our flight when we remain
in the confines of our bodies
10 months ago
#personal ephemera