Do not ignore it. Fuck it. Cry your heart out. Then fuck it some more.
― Charles Bukowski, from Selected Letters Vol. 4 (via violentwavesofemotion)
Catherine. 16. blond curls. blue eyes. USA. winter. snow. fall. hugs. laughing about the smallest things. feeling loved. being in the rain. night walks. rings. taking risks. living. being wild. danger. fireflies. elephants. eyes. moon and stars. black and white. photography. the depth of the ocean. curiosity of human beings. make the best of your life, you only have one.
I wanna touch the earth, I wanna break it in my hands. I wanna grow something wild and unruly. I wanna sleep on the hard ground, in the comfort of your arms, on a pillow of blue bonnets, and a blanket made of stars. Set me free or I'll break. I wanna skip and not fall. I wanna look at the horizon and not see a building standing tall. I wanna be the only one for miles and miles. The hardest part is yet to come and you will cross the country alone.Head filled with elsewhere, heat filled with sadness.
I wanna touch the earth, I wanna break it in my hands. I wanna grow something wild and unruly. I wanna sleep on the hard ground, in the comfort of your arms, on a pillow of blue bonnets, and a blanket made of stars. Set me free or I'll break. I wanna skip and not fall. I wanna look at the horizon and not see a building standing tall. I wanna be the only one for miles and miles. The hardest part is yet to come and you will cross the country alone.Head filled with elsewhere, heat filled with sadness.
