27 beverage containers in one vintage suitcase. Now that’s what I call “packing for college” (Taken with Instagram at Home)
Promise me you wont run away
When i feel safer that doing it alone,
dont run away.
even though its a thousand miles
if my heart is the closest thing you’d have to home
dont run away.
When your definition of art
is the rhythm of our smiles
and the synchronization of our reggae voices
is your internal ringtone
dont run away.
And even though it feels like theres too much on the line
dont run away.
And when you realize
you treat me like a vintner to his wine
slowly, carefully, truly investing his time
guaranteeing his product is labeled “fine”
dont sell me away.
take a sip.
rest in this commitment
this investment of time.
choose to stay.
when our eyes meet
tell me the story of your protection
rather than withdrawing to it.
run my way.
when you stretch out your arms
open them wide enough for my heart.
you’ll be surprised to find
together we might just
run away.
The seeker on the Irish team. It’s in our blood! Haha can’t believe this is my first time realizing this… Who knew (Taken with Instagram at HP)
My soul grew up in southern California… The rest of me grew up in Phoenix. (Taken with Instagram at Pacific Beach )
I have buried you
Every place I’ve been
You keep ending up
In my shaking hands
I have buried you
Every place I’ve been
You keep ending up
Every place I am
I have buried you
Every place I’ve been
You keep ending up
In my shaking hands
ben Howard
the weepies
(Source: enticing-whore, via the-ocean-waves)
Poet: In The Distance
One of my very favorite poets.
This is the day I have chosen to
Lose myself upon the moor
I asked you to wait for me as you
Have always done knowing
I will return from my
Wanderings
What was it I saw this time in
Your eyes, fear?
Uncertainty
Yes of course, our lives have
Always been lived on
The event horizon
Like twin…
Depth over distance every time, my dear
And this tree of ours may grow tall in the woods
But it’s the roots that will bind us here
To the ground
Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And I may foolish to fall as I do
Still there’s strength in the blindness you fear
If you’re coming too
If you’re coming too
Hold on, wait until that long sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
Depth over distance was all I asked of you
And everybody round here’s acting like a stone
Still there’s things I’d do, darling, I’d go blind for you
If you let go sometimes, let it go sometimes, let it go
Just let it go sometimes
Hold on, wait until that long sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
Hold on, wait though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
Depth over distance every time, my dear,
And I may foolish to fall as I do
Still there’s strength in the blindness you fear
If you’re coming too
If you’re coming too
Hold on, wait until that long sun
Breaks from the arms of the Lord
Hold on, though we may be too young
To know this ride we’re on
To know this ride we’re on
To know this ride we’re on
Ben Howard
Poet: I Have Kept You Now
My darling dear one I have kept
You now for a lifetime in this
Constant chamber of mine
Life and death you breathe through
Me everyday
I have watched you walk the
Shores of your lifetime gathering
Meaningful remnants to cast
Mysterious mutterings left
Wondering
There is no meaning I hear…
