Well that’s a hell of a way to go my friend. And I will hold you, Until the end of it. We will cross that street, to a river I want to show you. And it runs so deep, just like that river that runs inside of you. And I know you’ve been thirsty. And I know you’ve been lonely. And I know you been bursting, with everything inside. Well you can let it out slowly. And you are right on time . And I am right on time. Like a river inside, there’s a river outside.
I turned around and walked to my room and closed my door and put my head under my pillow and let the quiet put things where they are supposed to be.
Name: lana a.
Tumblr Name: fckthechampagne
Nicknames: anal, ranga, red muff
Birthday: march 29th, 1991
Location: adelaide, australia
Current school/job: just finished school forever, working at wendy’s
Sexual orientation: if youre pretty
Status: taken and shaken
Random fact about yourself: im currently rereading the perks of being a wallflower, “So, I looked up and we were in this giant dome like a glass snowball, and Mark said that the amazing white stars were really only holes in the black glass of the dome, and when you went to heaven, the glass broke away, and there was nothing but a whole sheet of star white, which is brighter than anything but doesn’t hurt your eyes. It was vast and open and thinly quiet, and I felt so small.”
Hobbies/Interests: taking photos, documenting everything, forming memories, talking, being, living, feeling, day dreaming, creating, finding the perfect light.
Do you smoke/drink: no/yes
Favorite Tumblr blogs?: you, & you, & you.
Why Tumblr?: “I enjoy posting things without being judged for my identity and appearance. I feel like more of a voice and less of a person.” this. and that its a personal record of my thoughts and my likes and my passions which is kept for myself and that i can reflect on whenever i please.
ive never seen this photo before,
but this is my friend Ben, spot the difference!
(he smokes as well)
Do you remember how we met? Silhouetted by the lights… You were drunk and tried to take a mental picture with your hands. I was thinking about that and a bunch of other things. Stop looking at the floor. I need to pour out this expansive dose of words.
