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this time / old time lovers
by eri (firewoodfigs)
  • saw you in the garden 
    that one summer, 
    in your rumpled dresses 
    trampling on roses

    brought you to that frozen lake
    where i 
    watched your broken soul ache
    where you told me 
    your secret griefs 

    and sometimes i can’t help but wish 
    things hadn’t changed between us 
    was it pride, was it the way 
    i wasn’t by your side 

    was it my broken promises 
    and miserable lies 
    that made you think otherwise? 

    but i promise i’ll be a better man, 
    be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

    this time
    i’d like to make you mine

    saw you in the desert 
    that next summer, 
    in your military blues 
    like a plan gone askew 

    things would never be the same 
    and i would 
    never call your name 

    all this was an old fantasy 
    it wasn’t meant to be

    sometimes i can’t help but wish 
    things hadn’t changed between us 
    was it pride, was it the way 
    i wasn’t by your side 

    was it my broken promises 
    and miserable lies 
    that made you think otherwise? 

    but i promise i’ll be a better man, 
    be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

    this time
    i’d like to make you mine

    never would’ve thought 
    we’d end up this way 
    from old-time lovers 
    to nothing but hearsay 

    it’s hard, when I just 
    wanna hear your voice
    at two in the morning, 
    kiss you in the pouring rain 
    take away all your pain

    sometimes i can’t help but wish 
    things hadn’t changed between us 
    was it pride, was it the way 
    i wasn’t by your side 

    was it my broken promises 
    and miserable lies 
    that made you think otherwise? 

    but i promise i’ll be a better man, 
    be a bit less of a fool, someone wise 

    this time
    i promise I’ll make you mine 

                                         © eri / 2021

    (also on soundcloud)

  • JANE KENYON EVENING SUN Why does this light force me back to my childhood? I wore a vellow summer dress, and the skirt made a perfect circle. Turning and turning until it flared to the limit was irresistible . . . . The grass and trees, my outstretched arms, and the skirt whirled in the ochre light of an early June evening. And I knew then that I would have to live, and go on living: what sorrow it was; and still what sorrow ignites but does not consume my heart.ALT

    jane kenyon, evening sun

  • darthmaddiesartblog:
“Inktober #11 Han & Leia
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  • Inktober #11 Han & Leia

  • The older you get the more you will realize that your friends are people who have made mistakes and bad decisions and even just fucked up and hurt people.

    And obviously your boundaries with your friends are completely up to you but you do need to recognize that if you cut off everyone who has done something wrong, you’re going to end up with no friends (and you yourself will have also fucked up in your life, and not lived up to those impossible standards either).

    I’ve found it’s much more constructive to learn how to say “hey dude, that was massively fucked up of you,” because most people are really willing to say “yeah, it was, I need to work on it/not do it again/apologize and make things right” ESPECIALLY if they are hearing it from you as their friend.

  • Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for another person is to tell them that they’ve done something wrong, help them fix it, and stay their friend because it’s what we would want from them if we did something wrong.

  • I do not respect the grind. Go to bed

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  • Hughes: I’ve decided I’m planning a wedding.

    Havoc: Who’s?

    Hughes: Roy and Hawkeye’s.

    Havoc: They’re engaged?

    Hughes, looking at them angrily flirting in the distance: Give it a week.

  • thinking of adopting a cat and his description is literally “he is a sweetheart who likes to be petted” and I’m like. BABYYYY 😭😭😭

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