The Ant is a Centaur in its Dragon World
Ezra Pound
"You see a mousetrap, I see free cheese and fucking challenge."
— Scroobius Pip (via pezsface)
o.O
I’m behind on my poetry
And now I’ve eaten too much, so my fingers are too fat to type
And on top of all that, forever alone
Grump.
(Source: fashionsociety, via ceryselizabeth)
Somebody inbox me something I can use as the first line of a poem
And said poem shall be created! :)
(I shall of course be a gentleman and name you in the post. None of this unacknowledged inspiration bullshit from me, no sir.)
Just fancy some “excitement”. That is all.
x
These days I crave. There’s work to do.
Would you like to work with me? I’d love to work you…
(Source: alienantfarm.com)
God, this is depressingly true…
I hate that feeling when you randomly feel depressed. There is no warning, no apparent reason. It just happens. You feel empty, and you feel hopeless. And you just feel tired. As if you never want to move again. Then when someone asks you what’s wrong, you can’t say because there is nothing that comes to mind. Then you start thinking of what it could be, and you realize just how much is wrong. You know that feeling? Yeah, it sucks.
(Source: noteverythingiswhatitseems-, via silvertongueoftheyoung)
