(via mad-honey)
I can see the words inside your silence, but I can’t speak about your pain for you
How long can you burn for anyway
Turning over and back again with tongues ablaze like lions without teeth, hungry
Staring at the forests of flames and our eyes just talking with the trees
If we could drift long enough we’ll be home
Sails blown by the fire within, pushing me to you
And you can live inside of me, sewn together
Breaking, inhaling, growing and breaking again and again
And you are a part of me
You are my home and I’m your home but I’m no place you want to be
So I’m out here again, sparks hid behind my teeth
I won’t say a word for fear of failure spreading
It takes some of us longer to get to our dead-ends now
Oh blood-stained with loose living
Ran through charcoal hearts to make it red
And we can be on fire again, you and I, you want this
Well say what you want, say what you mean
Or we can talk, lung to closed ear
Head inside a hand turning over again, together
Cut up with cheap heat running through our veins
And we can lay brick by broken brick, our ashes pushed in between
And build this road back home to where we wanna be
We are not on our own, we are the same
(Source: Spotify, via grizzlymays)
I have a bunch of mini Stevis in my hand and they’re all making jokes and talking at the same time.
Why I love Stevis, reason 4.
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Calm rose: violent wind
The only “surrender” tonight, shall not be our own
They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea
I saved my money, but it can’t save me
And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me
They can take away one man, and they can take away his mic
But they cannot take us all
No, they can’t dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams
They can’t bury me, they can’t bury me
We can’t hope that somebody else take our place
No, we can’t hope that somebody else take our place
May the history book read of all of our names
Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free
This is only but a fraction of what I’ve got to say
It must be said, it must be sad
If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace
I spoke with the wrath of his grace
Calm rose: come violent wind
Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear
This is a revolution
The only “surrender” tonight, shall not be our own
They cannot escape, one if by land, two if by sea
I saved my money, but it can’t save me
And maybe there is blood from the past, but that is not from me
They can take away one man, and they can take away his mic
But they cannot take us all
No, they can’t dig a hole the right size to fit all of our dreams
They can’t bury me, they can’t bury me
We can’t hope that somebody else take our place
No, we can’t hope that somebody else take our place
Be it blood, be it ink, but at least we were free
This is only but a fraction of what I’ve got to say
It must be said, it must be sad
If I leave this earth tonight may it be said that I spoke my peace
I spoke with the wrath of his grace
Calm rose: come violent wind
Oh we stand hand in hand and we walk without fear
This is a revolution
Josh Scogin THE CHARIOT (via truerthani)
Let’s just take a moment to appreciate how Stevis is basically the coolest person you will meet in your life
THE CHARIOT LIVE PHOTOS FROM ATLANTA BY JOAQUIN COTEZ
YOU WILL BE MINE!
I’m so sorry little girl
no one fights for what’s right any more
no one dances or sings anymore
and everyone’s wrong when they say it’s ok
(Source: youtube.com, via yannidepp)
(Source: psychic-without-a-sidekick, via wanderlustspirit)
Me. 20-ish years ago.
(Source: thecruelbloom)
Brand new day a brewin’ (Taken with Instagram)
