drunk buffalo
what is on your mind?


(Source: s-eaker)


Blue Skies by Tom Waits

Posted 2 years ago

(Source: thechocolatebrigade)

I didn’t know why I was going to cry, but I knew that if anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I’d cry for a week.
by Sylvia Plath

Cemetry Gates by The Smiths

Posted 2 years ago

theimpossiblecool:

Ms. Hepburn

audrey hepburn,
theimpossiblecool:

Ms. Hepburn
I’d always thought that my awkwardness was a thin veil disguising the real me. The me that was funny and could write songs that touched people. The me that would one day find some beautiful, intelligent boy who’d recognize me as his soul mate. The me who was secretly pretty and stylish if only someone would lift the veil and see. But I was beginning to suspect that underneath the awkwardness there was just more awkwardness and not much else. And that would explain why I stood in a room full of people and felt like the loneliest girl in the world
by Sarra Manning

(Source: atomos)

(Source: lostinscarlett)

lost in translation, film, photoset,

Flower by Liz Phair

Posted 2 years ago

(Source: eleven12)

literature,
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