IDEFK
ummmmm... what
ummmmm... what
i can’t help but just stop and step aside and say, look at this remarkable combination of emotions and experiences and genetic material, weeping, loving, et al. after all of these centuries, feeling something an ancient greek poet spilled from lip, under the same sun, on the same little mote of planetary dust that begat creatures that can wonder at themselves and know time.
I want company
But not the kind you imagineI want love
But not the kind you can defineI want sex
But not the kind I am used to (alone)I want hate
But not the kind you can containBut most of all
I want bacon and cigarettes
Alcohol and a reason
To regret you in the morning.
(Source: dullandwickedordinaryway)