mattcaplin: ten thousand nights had swept over the body of my mother before i was born and slept my first night, feeling for the first time this dark and mysterious movement of sand trickling over my body. what a funny thing consciousness seems when coming from dreams. how bland it is; we either accept this bland living and attempt to redefine it as necessary, or we, and how hard this is to...
I just want to let you know that I’m still here. Don’t forget about me.. (via theblogyoulove)
I got tired, I told him. Not worn out, but worn through. Like one of those wives...– Jonathan Safran Foer
I don't believe in God. Only love, sex, and music.
slaughterhouse90210: “Some people—and I am one of them—hate happy ends. We feel cheated. Harm is the norm. Doom should not jam. The avalanche stopping in its tracks a few feet above the cowering village behaves not only unnaturally but unethically.” —Vladimir Nabokov, Pnin
everyone discusses my art and pretends to understand, as if it were necessary to...– claude monet (via onlyondemairt, diganddelve) (via artislovely)
I want to feel infinite with you.
I’m finding it hard to care about anything these days. In fact, the only...– Wanted
and I think everything is going to be alright, no matter what we do tonight– aerosmith
A few times in my life I’ve had moments of absolute clarity, when for a few...– A Single Man (via dagdraumar)
sixty. normal people cannot possibly think this...
jessrin: Every time I walk down the stairs, I imagine myself falling down the entire flight. Same goes for escalators, especially the ones in Tenleytown metro station. I think about what it would be like to be in a terrible car accident. Every scenario for me comes with a morbid, dangerous one. My mind is filled with terrible, terrible things.
oatboats: sealegslegssea: we aren’t perfect because that isn’t the point.
maybe it’s the mixed blessing, someone, perhaps circumstance, has given...– Cornelius Eady