I got stuck in traffic outside of Las Vegas, so I made this. The song is "My List" by The Killers. Sorry for the horrendous quality.
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I got stuck in traffic outside of Las Vegas, so I made this. The song is "My List" by The Killers. Sorry for the horrendous quality.
Nevada
I could never get tired of that ending scene. It’s just perfect.
“This shimmering space, where imagination and reality intercept. This is where all love and tears and joy exist. This is THE place. This is where we live.”
STAY
If a feeling appears, if your mind should stray It's not a secret you should keep I won't let you slip away
All of our days are numbered, we cannot afford to be idle.
Nick Cave - 20, 000 Days on Earth (via benedictlumos)
I can control the weather with my moods. I just can’t control my moods.
Nick Cave (via thehiggsbosonblues)
Well, who needs children?
You are my child
Who needs children, my little lamb?
Who needs children?
You are my child, cryin' like a demon in your daddy's arms
Ride free
It eluded us then, but that's no matter - tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther .... And one fine morning --
The Great Gatsby // F. Scott Fitzgerald
Us kids know.
"There is only the trying. The rest is not our business."
T.S. Eliot
You got nothin' to lose this time.
We'll make it into a choice somehow, I don't know, but you'll have a choice somehow.
Half of the time we're gone but we don't know where, and we don't know where.
"I ain't workin' ... I'm not."
I look at you, you look at me and deep in our hearts, babe, we know it: that you weren't much of a muse, but then I weren't much of a poet.