If self is a location, so is love:Seamus Heaney, from The Aerodrome
Bearings taken, markings, cardinal points,
Options, obstinacies, dug heels and distance,
Here and there and now and then, a stance.
Tom Waits, Hold On
Well, go ahead and call the cops
You don’t meet nice girls in coffee shops
The Cot, Edouard Vuillard
Dear Mary, I am a bastard and a bastard shall not enter the kingdom of heaven as we all know, but I have this personality that makes boys follow me. Do you think I should neck or not? I shall not enter the kingdom of heaven anyway so I don’t see what difference it makes.Wise Blood, Flannery O’Connor (via lol1tas)
A Convent Garden, Brittany, by William John Leech (1881-1968)
Come to the City // The War on Drugs
I’ve been ramblin’
I’m just driftin’
Lucinda Williams, Are You Alright?
Angel Olsen, Iota