Pseudo Savant

There was this big bang once, now we're left here to fill in the blanks.

Wish I had beauty.
Wish I had style.
Wish I had wisdom.
Wish she had grace.

I want empty green-tinted Cabernet bottles lining my room when the early morning light finally decides to swim underneath my blinds and lay itself out on your milky skin. Eventually it’d meet me underneath my eyelids. I’d wake first and examine the contrast with my fingertips.

When you inhale, I inhale.

When you shift, I shift.

lastrealindians:

Indigenous activist in Guatemala. His sign reads: “When the government robs, it is business. When Indigenous reclaim, it is violence.”

(via contemplativelife)

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