For the Flavorless Punch

Ask me anything   The Dirtystreetrat   

25 year young kid full of explorative doubt and a curious persecution for the lovelies.

That one time I was a bearded skank :l

That one time I was a bearded skank :l

— 1 week ago with 12 notes
#beard  #scruff  #bearded  #bearded boy wonder 

Writing—is a lot like talking, I think.

Or at least that’s how they put it in to words—“so to speak”

And that’s where I get confused

—So let me unravel this for you

…words drip out like hot bullshit from my fleshed lips

Tell me something funny I don’t know

I’ll tell you something funny you do know

We are like this—empty vocalized breaths begin— :: I can’t hear what I’m thinking::

I never could hear. I never could feel—so why speak?

Writing is a lot like talking—“insert something all encompassing here.”

— 3 weeks ago
#dirtystreerat  #words 

I will defeat myself in full flavor

— 2 months ago with 1 note

I’m afraid to take the blankets off my feet
Cause of what my mom said

Your little brother is going to pinch your toes while you sleep.

Tell me stories that I can’t repeat.

These are my insides that shouldn’t say.
These are my insides that keep me full of cold.
These are my insides when I drive home.

These are my insides before a quake.

— 3 months ago

I will write to you, before the sun breaks lips on earth’s clay.

— 4 months ago

Lately I’ve been catching up on sleep, closing my eyes and waking up to dreams

— 4 months ago with 1 note
Ready to do this—man : O

Ready to do this—man : O

(Source: neogohann, via vivrelamoustache)

— 5 months ago with 14185 notes