dexsmementomori:

there is always a woman on the flying trapeze. there is always one who will run you clean through, and one who will come to stitch you up again. there is always a woman to be read like a book in an unknown language which you try your best to understand by context. there is always a woman. coming or going. mocking you with her stolen oranges. leaving her innards on the bedroom floor. always, there is always a woman. and ever before her a shipfull of fools. 

christmasgelf:

Avey and I lay in bed. I turn to him and whisper “would you do me a favor, Dave?” He smiles and says “anything for you.” I lean to his ear and mutter “play my girls.”

(Source: pleasuregelfarchive)