(via coolfication)

one-in-salems-lot:

A reading of Cal Gabriel’s poem. 
Excuse my voice.
It’s 4am and I’m starting to get tired. 

Aw gawd.

(via violate-this-noble-war)

those who have suffered, understand suffering,
and thereby extend their hand
the storm that brings harm
also makes fertile
blessed is the grass
and herb and the true thorn and light

I was lost in a valley of pleasure.
I was lost in the infinite sea.
I was lost, and measure for measure, 
love spewed from the heart of me.
I was lost, and the cost, 
and the cost didn’t matter to me.
I was lost, and the cost
was to be outside society.

(via blackavarrabbit)

A young man prepares for the use of heroin in an apartment in the town of Zhukovsky near Moscow. Drug use is a major cause of the spread of AIDS and HIV infections in Russia.

(via mrs-vodka)

(via theodorecowell)