I AM ANIMAL.
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I itch for passion on a second to second basis. And I can find passion in the most violent or angry times, or in the sappy shit sweeter than a toothless child.
I am an artist, a musician, a writer, and a mad mad scientist. I am also a lover, but I will fight for my survival like the ANIMAL I AM.
All in all I'm just another brick in the wall. I am passion.
I am wild eyed, and curious. I am the instinct inside you that tells you to jump. To run. To laugh, and to burst into tears. I am life. And I am death.
The only thing I know is this balance.
The only thing I'll hold onto is the fact that I AM THE FUCKING COSMOS.
And I think that's fucking beautiful.
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I itch for passion on a second to second basis. And I can find passion in the most violent or angry times, or in the sappy shit sweeter than a toothless child.
I am an artist, a musician, a writer, and a mad mad scientist. I am also a lover, but I will fight for my survival like the ANIMAL I AM.
All in all I'm just another brick in the wall. I am passion.
I am wild eyed, and curious. I am the instinct inside you that tells you to jump. To run. To laugh, and to burst into tears. I am life. And I am death.
The only thing I know is this balance.
The only thing I'll hold onto is the fact that I AM THE FUCKING COSMOS.
And I think that's fucking beautiful.
Questions, or comments? Just go to:
http://itsjust-insanity.tumblr.com/ask
Wanna submit me a lil' sumn sumn?
http://itsjust-insanity.tumblr.com/submit
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set it free
let it be
it comes and goes
for it comes in dreams
so allow me to dance
free of photographs
and lusty gleams
no names. no words
dripping off of pages blank
breaking down doors of banks
quite frankly I’m thankful
partial to the painfully sane
it drips down my brain
my spine use to intertwine with yours
causing shattered remains of such hate
to bloom roses and lotuses
out of the core of the earth
i’m burning
waiting millions of years to cool down
I was once gases exploding
ripping and roaring through infinite matter
and now contained in this shell
i’m supposed to maintain
(Source: itsjust-insanity)
