Writer, Unpublished
Christian Connor"What is an artist? For every thousand people there's nine hundred doing the work, ninety doing well, nine doing good, and one lucky bastard who's the artist."Writer's bio
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"It is difficult even to choose the adjective
For this blank cold, this sadness without cause."— Wallace Stevens, from “The Plain Sense of Things” (adapted from growing-orbits)
“Video games” - Lana Del Rey
"Are you desirable? Are you irresistible? Maybe if you drank bourbon with me, it would help. Maybe if you kissed me and I could taste the sting in your mouth it would help. If you drank bourbon with me naked. If you smelled of bourbon as you fucked me, it would help. It would increase my esteem for you. If you poured bourbon onto your naked body and said to me “drink this”. If you spread your legs and you had bourbon dripping from your breasts and your pussy and said “drink here” then I could fall in love with you. Because then I would have a purpose. To clean you up and that, that would prove that I’m worth something. I’d lick you clean so that you could go away and fuck someone else."
— (via irishredsin)(Source: wild-bohemian-party)
You call yourself a free spirit, a “wild thing,” and you’re terrified somebody’s gonna stick you in a cage. Well baby, you’re already in that cage. You built it yourself. And it’s not bounded in the west by Tulip, Texas, or in the east by Somali-land. It’s wherever you go. Because no matter where you run, you just end up running into yourself.
(Source: firemadeflesh)
He’s audacious and so mini. Look at his neck.
this is the best thing I’ve ever heard of.
