Broken hearts and empty cups I try but just can't fill. These are pieces I find that keep me going. Pieces that keep me awake. Pieces that keep me dreaming.

21.January.12
There’s a fire so bright it could burn the sky but inside these walls a surrendering sigh

There’s a fire so bright it could burn the sky but inside these walls a surrendering sigh

7.January.12
gravesbeyondwindows:

Picking at Scabs With Ambition, a poem by Dax Riggs

gravesbeyondwindows:

Picking at Scabs With Ambition, a poem by Dax Riggs

Reblogged: gravesbeyondwindows
13.December.11
Reblogged: mouth-taped-shut
7.December.11
Killing time in the name of non-believing…

Killing time in the name of non-believing…

2.December.11
Reblogged: laughingsquid
Posted 2:19 PM

(Source: insanaparanoia)

Reblogged: jollyeasyzebra
30.November.11
28.November.11
11.November.11

Break me in, I’ll follow you. I will fall in love with you.

27.October.11

How is it that the only ones responsible for making this mess

Got their sorry asses stapled to a goddamn desk

17.October.11
Posted 12:05 PM

(Source: partizany)

Reblogged: partizany
12.October.11
Reblogged: ikilledjackjohnson
11.October.11
7.October.11
“Musical artists too are looking the other way. What hit song of the last  three years gives voice to our times in the way “Brother Can You Spare a  Dime?” gave voice to the 1930s? Where are the songs that evoke images  of vacancies in the shopping malls, people driven from their foreclosed  homes and couples whose marriages are shattered by the frustrations of  their hardships?”
“As much as anything, the arts define the times, sketching a portrait of a  moment in the life of the nation and the world, marking a period in  ways it comes to be viewed by people who live through it and by people  who come after. But the tale of our times is mostly being told by our  unwillingness to tell it.”

“Musical artists too are looking the other way. What hit song of the last three years gives voice to our times in the way “Brother Can You Spare a Dime?” gave voice to the 1930s? Where are the songs that evoke images of vacancies in the shopping malls, people driven from their foreclosed homes and couples whose marriages are shattered by the frustrations of their hardships?”

“As much as anything, the arts define the times, sketching a portrait of a moment in the life of the nation and the world, marking a period in ways it comes to be viewed by people who live through it and by people who come after. But the tale of our times is mostly being told by our unwillingness to tell it.”