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Feed Me no Lies by Santiago Almazán
Thanks to xo-skeleton for sharing this artist!

fer1972:

Feed Me no Lies by Santiago Almazán

Thanks to xo-skeleton for sharing this artist!

If only I had a transmutatron and a supply of atmospherium………… Oh well.

If only I had a transmutatron and a supply of atmospherium………… Oh well.

chrispypaints:

#Tontos Kiblanos

chrispypaints:

#Tontos Kiblanos

Is it possible to love without truly hating something?

PiscesYour inner beauty makes you shine with the light of a thousand stars, which is appropriate, as in broad daylight you’re actually not that impressive.

PiscesYour inner beauty makes you shine with the light of a thousand stars, which is appropriate, as in broad daylight you’re actually not that impressive.

(In constant sorrow through his days)

I am a man of constant sorrow
I’ve seen trouble all my day.
I bid farewell to old Kentucky
The place where I was born and raised.
(The place where he was born and raised)

For six long years I’ve been in trouble
No pleasures here on earth I found
For in this world I’m bound to ramble
I have no friends to help me now.

[chorus] He has no friends to help him now

It’s fare thee well my old lover
I never expect to see you again
For I’m bound to ride that northern railroad
Perhaps I’ll die upon this train.

[chorus] Perhaps he’ll die upon this train.

You can bury me in some deep valley
For many years where I may lay
Then you may learn to love another
While I am sleeping in my grave.

[chorus] While he is sleeping in his grave.

Maybe your friends think I’m just a stranger
My face you’ll never see no more.
But there is one promise that is given
I’ll meet you on God’s golden shore.

[chorus] He’ll meet you on God’s golden shore.

John Hartford / Soggy Bottom Boys - Man of Constant Sorrow

What a wonderful life. BB-guns in the backyard, pizza & mac, hospitality, beer, and an inappropriate movie (inappropriate for me and my sister and aunt and uncle to be watching together) to top the night off. Daily life adventures being lived out by walking next door.


I feel so completely alone. But, I am not sad. As if I am wine that will never be consumed. I am sitting on a shelf collecting dust, waiting to be popped open. Waiting to make people happy. Is there happiness in wine that is never poured?

I feel so completely alone. But, I am not sad. As if I am wine that will never be consumed. I am sitting on a shelf collecting dust, waiting to be popped open. Waiting to make people happy. Is there happiness in wine that is never poured?

Love Love Love. Lovely Love Love.