(Source: acidpunks)
Reminds Me of Her
I inhabit a very tiny apartment in Chapel Hill with its Empress. I am lucky enough to be her girlfriend, and she is mine. Everything outside of this hobbit hole reminds me of her.
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* Pink Floyd - Wish You Were Here
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We’re just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have you found? The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
(Source: imafrakincylon)
(Source: love-less)
(Source: aworldfullofwonder)
