promises flow from your empty mouth like a waterfall, yet i am still dying of thirst.
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promises flow from your empty mouth like a waterfall, yet i am still dying of thirst.
Noor Shirazie (via noorshirazie)
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Why do people think that when a person goes to a movie by themselves that they’re lonely? An activity that requires silence should be done alone
Temporary View (feat. Sampha) - SBTRKT
Farida Khelfa in The Agony of Marguerite Gautier by Jean-Paul Goude, Paris, 1992
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“So, this is my life. And I want you to know that I am both happy and sad and I’m still trying to figure out how that could be.
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
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Salem’s Lot (TV Movie 1979)
Every word has consequences. Every silence, too.
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You’re a creature of the night Michael, just like out of a comic book!
A Song A Day For 2014 (4/365)
Radiohead | Nude
Don’t get any big ideas They’re not gonna happen You paint yourself white And fill up with noise But there’ll be something missing
Now that you’ve found it, it’s gone Now that you feel it, you don’t You’ve gone off the rails
I love that feeling I get when it’s about to rain and the wind is rising and there’s some sort of peace in that. I swear I can hear the plants whispering