medievalautumn:

It’s all tears… (by Dieric Bouts, ca. 1415 – 1475)

(via headless-heartless)

 

"Square Room" by Vic Chesnutt

sitting in a square room
my voice is freezing
and the beams that are bouncing off the moon
are hanging from my window like icicles

just a tired old alcoholic, waxing bucolic
shivering and homesick
staring at a wooden floor
staring at a wooden floor

last night I nearly killed myself
chasing rum with rum
there were crows flying all around my head
and I sure caught and ate me some

it’s funny how I alienated
those who I was trying just so
so hard to impress
now half those fuckers hate me
and I’m just a fool to all the rest

why do I insist on drinking myself to the grave
why do I dream about cozy coffin
I had all these plans of great things to accomplish
but I end up purely pathetic more than often

Goblets of whiskey

I miss you so much

Jefferson Wilderness Area

Jefferson Wilderness Area

Myself

Myself

Three Fingered Jack

Three Fingered Jack

erinthecreative:

Everyday

fuelant:

Sonoran Desert (Upland) Snowstorm (2/2). February 20th, 2013, near Tucson, Arizona.  

(Source: ericrosenwaldphotography, via eternalvarmint)