the ugly earring

ug‧ly [uhg-lee] offensive to the sense of beauty; displeasing in appearance

i’m going home

Here today, tomorrow you’re gone

When the holy cow’s milking
And the greenbacks are rolling
You are the king and queen pin
But when the greenbacks turn brown
And you fall down.

Whatcha gonna do, Baby…

Come go with me,
Come take my hand,
I’m going home,


the day of

“The hour of departure has arrived and we go our ways; I to die, and you to live. Which is better? Only God knows.”


envelope: here

the angry angel

‘Clara had a red fox in her breast that would gnaw at her heart. She was born that way, and there was nothing anyone could do about it.’”

from L’Ange hurleur by Anne Richter
via here (a great, great tumblr)
(p.s. where can i find this?)