and how am I supposed to feel about a black cat having a miscarriage right on our doorstep
Forwarded from -SameOldShit-
“There is an ache in my heart for the imagined beauty of a life I haven’t had, from which I had been locked out, and it never goes away.”
Cigarillos
Usphprod
A boy who stands close to trees
He smokes cigarettes, hard to breathe
With all the things that happened to him
It just makes him want to sing
It all makes sense
He smokes cigarettes, hard to breathe
With all the things that happened to him
It just makes him want to sing
It all makes sense
There's a rose in the barn
Next to the horse's hoove
It wasn't smelled today
Nor was it yesterday
The horse rests for now
And maybe even tomorrow
Though if it were to wake
Where would its weight fall?
Perhaps a visitor will come
Running just to see the red
Yet I doubt one will appear
With the doors all locked tight
Next to the horse's hoove
It wasn't smelled today
Nor was it yesterday
The horse rests for now
And maybe even tomorrow
Though if it were to wake
Where would its weight fall?
Perhaps a visitor will come
Running just to see the red
Yet I doubt one will appear
With the doors all locked tight