Look guys I can make a tumblr too

americansadass:

When all machinery is failing we’ll compensate with our teeth. When we can trust the drugs or buildings, take the staples out of our feet. When all the trees are reaching for us, rooting up inside our bodies. If we run and hit a hurdle then we’ll just deer leap over. We stack bricks but walls don’t always mean a place to live. We’re earthworms dried on concrete, celebrating side streets. We’re brave enough. Taking our chances with centuries-old devices. Taking our chances with moments-old ideas. Strength enough to walk away from it. Smart enough to know I’m over it. Old enough to be concerned about health but young enough to know that I am well. (We can’t change this place the way it changes us. Our dream’s too big to break.) Let’s hope that this works out. This has got to work out.

dead-pet-device:

Death Grips // Get Got

captainbadassandhismerryman:

sundays-end:

emotionalbabyboy:

Once I sink my teeth
Your skin’s not so tough
I’ll leave a tiny cut
There’ll be a lot of blood
But once you wipe it up
You will feel better about our entire situation

You were my light, no need to hide
You were my clock, keep me on time
You were my angel, you were my crime
I’ll serve this sentence the rest of my life

The Front Bottoms - Peach

AHHHHHHHHHH

casualties-of-architects:

Modest Mouse — I’ve Got It All (Most)

How consistent
How can someone so consistently mess up as much as
Every instance
How can someone inconsistent mess up so consistently

mouse-tan:

Algernon Cadwallader // Preservaties