painters-in-color:

David Hockney by Jim McHugh, 1983

lambily:

yikes it’s been a while!!

softnectar:

uncomfortable actions of vulnerability that lead you to an abundance of love and healing 

husband:

youre in her dms im in a mason jar with some grass and twigs and some holes in the lid we are not the same

Anonymous asked:

That night i drowned/ in some way/ i coughed up water lilies/ i coughed up leeches/ i coughed up mud/ i did not cough up/ tables for us to sit at/ for us to eat our/ separate things/ and avoid talking about/ how i feel because how/ i feel will burn through you/ so much more than the/ soldering iron thats/ been turning me/ black and ashes/ food for a soot demon/ on a mission/ to make sure/ i never/ feel clean

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hello i wanna be tucked into bed just like my ears in this man baby beanie