March 2012
32 posts
People want to know why I do this, why I write such gross stuff. I like to tell...
– Stephen King (via mrgolightly)
Age
We retreat into the wrinkled shell of age, husked and seedless. But I remember the verdant days when we ate with fresh abandon and sin ran down our chins.
© Jude Dippold, 2012
Monday's Thoughts on Men
You wake up one morning and there it is, sitting in an old plaid bathrobe in...
– Marya Hornbacher (via misswallflower)