when your hope’s on fire but you know your desire don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold I will call you by name, I will share your road

when your hope’s on fire but you know your desire
don’t hold a glass over the flame, don’t let your heart grow cold
I will call you by name, I will share your road

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And if my woman was a fire
She’d burn out before I wake
And be replaced by pints of whiskey
Cigarettes and outer space
Then somebody moves
And everything you thought you had has gone to shit
But we’ve got a lot
Don’t ever forget that

And I wrote this on an airplane
Where the people looked like ants
And when a woman that you loved is gone
She’s bombing east Japan

Don’t fucking move
‘Cause everything you think you have will go to shit
But we’ve got a lot
Don’t you dare forget that

(Source: hola-im-in-wisconsin)

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"The way sadness works is one of the strange riddles of the world. If you are stricken with a great sadness, you may feel as if you have been set aflame, not only because of the enormous pain, but also because your sadness may spread over your life, like smoke from an enormous fire. You might find it difficult to see anything but your own sadness, the way smoke can cover a landscape so that all anyone can see is black. You may find that if someone pours water all over you, you are damp and distracted, but not cured of your sadness, the way a fire department can douse a fire but never recover what has been burnt down."
— Lemony Snicket, The Bad Beginning
"what matters most is
how well you
walk in the
fire."
— Charles Bukowski

(Source: liquidnight)

"Some people bring out the worst in you, others bring out the best, and then there are those remarkably rare, addictive ones who just bring out the most. Of everything. They make you feel so alive that you’d follow them straight into hell, just to keep getting your fix."
— Karen Marie Moning

Lately: bits & pieces of my February, in pictures…

"To feel the love of people whom we love is a fire that feeds our life."
— Pablo Neruda
dreamy

dreamy

This is my head today. Holy hangover.

This is my head today. Holy hangover.