distance decay


Dream Koala | We Can’t Be Friends

(Source: cybertense, via hip-hop-lifestyle)

"…but speech has flown out of me
and I call it dead
though the respiration be okay."

- Anne Sexton, from Talking To Sheep (via violentwavesofemotion)

"and the whiskey and wine entered our veins
when blood was too weak to carry on…"

- Charles Bukowski, The People Look Like Flowers At Last (via introspectivepoet)

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Small Black - Lines of Latitude

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“A matter that becomes clear ceases to concern us.”

—F. Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil, §80 (excerpt).

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today my professor told me
every cell in our entire body
is destroyed and replaced
every seven years.

how comforting it is to know
one day i will have a body
you will have never touched.

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