““ With my head between your legs, You’ll be reciting the poems I never finished because they were on the tip of my tongue ””
— Vitor Hugo Mota (via permeate)
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“I learned to know the love of bare November days,”
— Robert Frost, from The Complete Poems; “My November Guest,”
My idol, my hero. I miss you.
I mean, reality sucks. The world is a cancer, and shits so bad it’s scary. Everything’s filthy. But you know what? One day, it’s not going to be here. So be glad you know what life is. You’re alive. Live.
Mitch Lucker
Happy Halloween!
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