18, Massachusetts. Fuck rolling papers, I'm a rebel, bitch, I'm ashing blunts

 

ivelivedamongthesasquatch:

riverandthetrees:

"We walked beside the tracks and our feet sent up clouds of black dust at every step." (“The Body” by King, "Stand by me" by Reiner 1986)

Yo
capinhisert
and
atomicsnowman
remind you of a recent adventure?

ivelivedamongthesasquatch:

riverandthetrees:

"We walked beside the tracks and our feet sent up clouds of black dust at every step."
(“The Body” by King, "Stand by me" by Reiner 1986)

Yo
capinhisert
and
atomicsnowman
remind you of a recent adventure?

Here was a new generation, shouting the old cries, learning the old creeds, through a revery of long days and nights; destined finally to go out into that dirty gray turmoil to follow love and pride; a new generation dedicated more than the last to the fear of poverty and the worship of success; grown up to find all Gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken… .

F. Scott Fitzgerald (via ivelivedamongthesasquatch)