Over Produced By Influence

Trying to show what is in my head

I heard a Fly buzz – when I died –
The Stillness in the Room
Was like the Stillness in the Air –
Between the Heaves of Storm –

The Eyes around – had wrung them dry –
And Breaths were gathering firm
For that last Onset – when the King
Be witnessed – in the Room –

I willed my Keepsakes – Signed away
What portions of me be
Assignable – and then it was
There interposed a Fly –

With Blue – uncertain stumbling Buzz –
Between the light – and me –
And then the Windows failed – and then
I could not see to see –

I Heard a Fly Buzz — When I Died, Emily Dickinson (1830–1886)

(Source: tengold, via abbymo)

Tegan and Sara

—Call It Off

Call, break it off 
Call, break my own heart 
Maybe I would have been 
Something you’d be good at 
Maybe you would have been 
Something I’d be good at 
But now we’ll never know 

(Source: doushiyou-, via ficklebag)

Something else is hurting you – that’s why you need drugs or whiskey, or screaming music turned so fucking loud you can’t think.

—Charles Bukowski (via blackistheonlycolor)

(via burn-the-brightest)

Cheating on anyone is deeper than people realize, it destroys their outlook on love, their future relationships and peace within themselves.

—(via kushandwizdom)

(via abbymo)