If only
I was like
and struck
you with
my chaos,
I bet you’d never
forget me.

But no—

I was
like the London rain
and you didn’t
have a raincoat,
a nuisance that
drenched you
but never
left a mark.

- It’s raining hard here, and you’re on my mind. (via twohousesoftheholy)

(Source: mystrangesilhouettes, via f-hurk)

"Don’t plant your bad days. They grow into weeks. The weeks grow into months. Before you know it, you got yourself a bad year. Take it from me - choke those little bad days. Choke ‘em down to nothing."
- Tom Waits  (via lifeofverity)

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