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(*) The Only Magic Left is Art: Poem Written After Drinking Too Much on a Day You Came Through Town and Didn't Call Even Though You Said You Would
Today it was three glasses
of wine before I could leave
a message on your phone,and then I got drunk
while waiting for mine to ring,my head full of worlds
that no longer exist,like the first time I saw you
walk into a room like somebody
just turned on the sun
Minneapolis’ I-35W Bridge Lit With Rainbow Lights To Celebrate Minnesota’s Gay Marriage Legalization
La Drea Verde (Acrylic on Canvas, 2013)
okay nasha
FUCK YOU I was 14 years old and I had a problem.
this is hilarious forever reblog
FUCK YOU ALL ITS NOT BITCHES
