December 2011
252 posts
“(Elegy for his Hands)
It was late, I was drunk, you were warm
to my hand, I...”
– Robyn Art, Notes About His Hands, Part 4 (via grammatolatry)
SELF CARE →
i am at such an unbelievably open-ended period in my life right now, and for the first time, i am feeling adventurous. this list is so very important for me always, but especially right now, as i put myself in motion. [[click title to view list]]
true story
that which i was most fearful of to let go, i am miles healthier since doing so.
GOTTA GET MORE NOG