orange county suite
orange county suite
"you parade thru the soft summer. we watch your eager rifle decay. your wilderness, your teeming emptiness, pale forests on verge of light decline. more of your miracles, more of your magic arms."
Only do not forget, if I wake up crying, it’s only because in my dream I’m a lost child, hunting through the leaves of the night for your hands. Pablo Neruda  (via mercurieux)

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Baby, just make sure you’re doing the drugs and the drugs aren’t doing you 30 year old woman I did cocaine with over the summer (via satan-clit)

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