"ma and da believed that if you suspected a monster was hiding under your bed, you should get down on your hands and knees and find out for certain. and if you were lucky enough to discover one down there - fangs dripping, eyes glowing red - you should be quick to offer him a blanket and a bowl of warm milk so he wouldn’t catch a chill."
the night gardener by jonathan auxier

outdoor party area behind the famous burro in marathon texas

im looking for a sadness that makes more sense than the one i have.

fezwhatfez:

thequietpagan:

bywandandsword:

Fucking shit

This is simultaneously cool-looking and absolutely terrifying.

i was like, ohhhh what adorable little - AHHHHHH NO

jawas without their hoodsplaying hide & seek in the woods

fezwhatfez:

thequietpagan:

bywandandsword:

Fucking shit

This is simultaneously cool-looking and absolutely terrifying.

i was like, ohhhh what adorable little - AHHHHHH NO

jawas without their hoods
playing hide & seek in the woods

just discovered this guy. dig his style and approach

old dairy queen sign south of fort stockton received a little bling

lechuguilla liquors in marathon texas

unknowndenominator:

"Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in where nature may heal and cheer and give strength to the body and soul." - John Muir

"You think she’s a witch?" Kip whispered to his sister.

Molly smiled. “If that’s which, she ain’t much of one…hardly a wart on her! Only one way to know for sure though.” She flicked the reins, and the horse moved a little closer. “Pardon me, mum?” she called out to the woman. “My brother here’d like to know if you’re a witch or not.

The manikin woman continue playing, her fingers darting along the keys. “I fear my answer will disappoint.” she said, not looking up.

"So you ain’t a witch, then?" Kip called, apparently wanting to be completely clear on this point.

The woman set down her instrument and peered at him, eyebrows raised. “Not everything old and ugly is wicked.”

the contrarian oath

i want to love who nobody else loves

and forgive who nobody else forgives

i want to dream what nobody else dreams

and do what nobody else does.

i want to scream when nobody else screams

and sing when nobody else sings.

i want to stand where nobody else stands

and live where nobody else lives.

i want to grasp how nobody else grasps

and see how nobody else sees.

i want to learn why nobody else learns

and know why nobody else knows.