i want to visit the streets that eugene atget has whispered to me
nights like these
why do i do this
figure drawing courses in worcester elliot smith record playin’ leaving cars in walmart
why dont i have time to write you letters? this is an issue.
i am fascinated
please let me sleep
its never the same
he grew from a field of blood, unto this day with pieces of silver he set down, he set down down across this field and in their temples swinging and swinging and swinging white faced and neck twisted is this the price of blood?
I think the truly natural things are dreams, which nature can’t touch with...– Bob Dylan (via dailydoseofdylan)