Hehe, might seem so, but actually most of us have been friends since long before tumblr.
But yeah, you gotta come back - and we’ll have beers. plenty of em.
hugs
snaps from last nite in the park.
Team Rocket. AKA Kat & Rohan
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Francis Alÿs
The Nightwatch
Surveillance cameras observe a fox exploring the Tudor and Georgian rooms of the National Portrait Gallery at night.
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Out of sight. Now, what about out of mind?
It’s not easy apparantly. A friend described it as a withdrawal. The ache and longing for something that used to be, a feeling of being unfulfilled, a phantom pain caused from the body not being close to mine anymore. It happens most when no one is around. Those hours spent by myself, those minutes waiting for the bus, that moment before falling asleep at night.
It is gut wrenching, and despite logic reasoning and the knowledge that is was all for the better - I can’t help but experiencing a sadness that at the moment seem bottomless.
But. I am not picking up that phone. Neither am I picking up hope, nor picking up someone else for a while.
I told him I would shut that door, and I did.
So now it’s all about going through the motions.
(Source: nimbo-)
(Source: derpuppe)
cvii:
kill
