write for a little while, old school, with a pencil

Moon at Magome by Hasui Kawase

When I die I hope it’s during the day. I don’t believe there is anything after this life, just nonexistence. That’s why I would like the light to be the last thing I see. And maybe someone there to smile at me. 

james lee jobe 

Who can color a corpse around the wrist and call it blessed?

Patti Smith 

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