i want a word for the almost-home.
that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.
what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.
give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.
i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.
you know how when you go to a concert or show of some sort and the person on stage is like “HOW’S EVERYONE DOING TONIGHT?!?!?!?!” and the audience cheers back? why? you’re not answering the question, you’re just yelling. imagine if we did that in daily conversation. “hey jeff, how are ya?” and jeff just starts screaming and clapping in your face
English Cream Dachshund
Tumblr, teaching more about rape culture than they do in school
This really means a lot to me. Tumblr isn’t letting me tag you in this, so I hope you see it, but I just want you to know that the feeling is mutual. You have helped me through so much, and been my rock. I love you too, and the last few days have really been easier having you as a friend. I’m glad we can help each other through our scary similar situations. Also, CAAAAKKKKKKEEEEE! And I can still feel my arms. :P
I’m literally so lucky to have itsonlyafterwevelosteverything in my life and I don’t think I’ve said it enough. She has been there for me since I met her and I love her a lot.
Because Pitbulls need love too.