
(Source: calvinsucks, via sydloverosebud)

(Source: calvinsucks, via sydloverosebud)
Tonight your letters reduce
history to a guess.
Christina’s World by Andrew Wyeth.
(Source: an-autonomous-american)
but life is a trick, life is a kitten in a sack.
Every moment of my life is my entire life.
I have nothing to say of my working life, only that a tie is a noose, and inverted though it is, it will hang a man nonetheless if he’s not careful.
Photo by Diane Arbus
Sometimes it’s necessary to have the dual mind; the mind that knows and the mind that pretends it doesn’t.
“I took my lucky break and I broke it in two,
Put on my worried shoes, my worried shoes,
Took me so many miles and they never wore out,
My worried shoes, my worried shoes,
Oo-o-o-oo o-oo-ooo, my worried shoes,
I made a mistake that I never forgot,
Tied knots in the laces of my worried shoes,
Every step that I take is another mistake,
I march further and further away in my worried shoes,
Oo-o-o-oo o-oo-ooo, oo-o-o-oo o-oo-ooo, my worried shoes,
My shoes took me down a crooked path,
Away from all welcome mats,
My worried shoes,
I looked all around and saw the sun shining down,
Took off my worried shoes, my worried shoes.”