Latest Posts by countthefighters - Page 9
posting on tumblr is like yapping into the void except the void is filled with ship posts of grown men
an ode to the rockies
cold damp tree bark
contrasting fixed moss
broken down cabins
and cold lone walks
wet rotted wood
and black fire smoke
slanted tree lines
mountains of snow
i cry to the wind blowing
i cry at the absence of rain
little bear cub unknowing
the reality of the vain
silent dew drops tell
the ancient tales of fallen rain
snow topped trees
whisper secrets
through the crystalized brain
the serenity of the scenery
claws at me with unrelenting fists
“will it ever be more beautiful than this?”
“We never believe we’re beautiful, no matter how many times we hear it. We never believe it until someone says it in the right way.”
— Francine Prose
i always forget how much of a hell getting up in the morning during the cold months is until im trying to get dressed taking frost damage like ough augh ugha oagh uagh
november. i am home. i belong here, in november. my self coalesces with the fog, the grey skies, the cold air. and i am home.
Riff with Patrick Greatest Hits PART 2 (Part 1 here) x x x x x x (some MORE of the best flirting banter from tourdust/2ourdust mwah mwah)
“sorry i didn’t mean to dump that on you”
brother i would climb the tallest mountains and swim to the deepest depths for you. every time you smile i wonder if anything could be more beautiful and every time you laugh it’s like an orchestra of joy. of course i’ll be here to listen. i love you bro
be kind to yourself ♡
May Sarton, The Poetry of May Sarton
people think they shouldn't vote as a protest or whatever because they've been raised on boycotts. which do sometimes work.
boycotts deprive the target of money.
not voting does not deprive the government of money.
it does, however, deprive you of power.
it's not like a boycott.
june 20th, 2024
hate to break it to you but if it keeps you up at night it still hurts no matter how hard you try to swallow it
“And he left you sick when you loved him the most.”
Kyle Craft, “Lady of the Ark”
found this journal entry/prayer i wrote on my tenth birthday, safe to say i have always been this miserable
get yourself a good treat
what a strange thing it is to have your heart in one place and your body in another
love. love hard. love softly. love first. love last (even if you might regret it). love loudly. love quietly. love less (only when you have to). love more. love desperately. love carelessly. love openly. love behind closed doors. love your friends. love your family. love your lovers. love your pets. love the sky. love the moon and the stars. love sunshine and the flowers. it doesn’t matter what you do, just be in love with it. it’s what we’re born to do.
“idgaf” “i’m winning the idgaf war”
YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO GIVE A FUCK!! YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO CARE!! YOU DON’T HAVE TO PRETEND!! SOMETIMES WE ARE TENDER FOR THE WRONG PEOPLE BUT WE HAVE TO MOVE ON!! BE VULNERABLE AND MOVE ON!!
I really need a fucking break, or a gun