What’s with all of the photos of naked people and cats lately? I don’t get it.
It was a fine day in the fifth grade when Mary May let Bobby walk her home from...– Joe Purdy
Reblog with 5 things you love.
casimirpulaskiday: starsnatcher: cold weather flourescent socks wood stoves my dad eyes music sunlight laughter j.d. salinger autumn 1. acoustic guitar 2. chai tea 3. hand-holding 4. hand-written letters 5. high waisted skirts
APPARENTLY I have like 5 more followers than I did the last time I checked! (Which, mind you, was probably over a month ago…BUT REGARDLESS!) SO, thank you, friends! I am flattered ‘cause I never saw what I’ve posted as particularly intriguing to anyone else but myself. You’re very appreciated. :)
casimirpulaskiday: spilledcoffee: ...
we are nowhere and it's now
Where the waitress looks concerned But she never says a word Just turns the jukebox on and we hum along And I smile back at her And my friend comes after work When the features start to blur She says these bars are filled with things that kill By now you probably should have learned Did you forget that yellow bird? How could you forget your yellow bird? She took a small silver wreath...
While it’s prolly really lame/cliche that...
I'll pine for the oak streets, and I'll pine for...