cherry valley forever
Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her

Janaina Medeiros
noise dept.

Product Placement

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Andulka
Peter Solarz

pixel skylines
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Xuebing Du
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KIROKAZE
Cosimo Galluzzi
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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Mike Driver

#extradirty
art blog(derogatory)

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@imhappy24
I really want nothing more than to have one of those late nights where you’re drunk with someone you care about sitting somewhere quiet like a rooftop or the beach and you begin a conversation that turns into hours of talking about life and slowly everything in the world seems to disappear and you begin to feel alive and awake and aware of yourself and the person sitting next to you and nothing else matters
One. You see her for the first time and she’ll walk right past you like you are a crack in the wall and she is a skyscraper with her head so high in the air and when you can’t sleep you’ll think about the way her eyes strayed into yours for a moment too long before breaking away and disappearing into the crowd of people. Two. She’ll look both ways before telling you she loves you under her breath and when she hugs you her eyes scan the empty room as if the walls had eyes and ears and mouths that could give you away. Three. When she’s curled up on your lap shaking with mismatched breaths you’ll wonder how someone who looked like she carried mountains on her shoulders could crumble so easily in your arms like the tornado in her mind finally hit her and knocked her off her feet. Four. In half-light she’ll run her fingers over your arms like she is reading words carved into your skin, binding them together into the perfect metaphor and you’ll hear it playback in your head at 4am when your head runs wild with thoughts of her. Five. You’ll find a safe haven on rooftops and abandoned rooms where she’ll set fire to your insides with hushed breaths between kisses planted perfectly on your lips and make you wonder how dangerous it is to play with wild flames while your body is made of paper. Six. You’ll stare God right in the eye and tell him that if loving her was a sin then you want no place in heaven with him because the way her lips fit perfectly on your neck is a type of paradise you’ll never forget.
The six stages of falling in love with her. // by rb (via rbcages)
You are the moon i always wanted who shines on my darkest hours
Viola CN (via wordsnquotes)
Thanks again for saving me. Someday, I’ll save you too.
Zelda Fitzgerald, Dear Scott, Dearest Zelda: The Love Letters of F. Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald (via wordsnquotes)
Depression
I found these gifs I made a while back for a site that’s not running anymore, so I thought I’d post them here. It’s a description of psychiatric symptoms and states of mind using a pink box and some other stuff.
These are so accurate
Interesting! Just thought I’d share!
I will love you louder than your demons.
Kriti.G (via quotemadness)
I liked you before I had even had a chance to brush my hand against yours. I was attracted to your soul before I had a chance to even kiss your lips. I fell for your mind before I knew your body. So don’t ever think for a second that this is shallow, this is anything but.
(via forget-the-maps)
When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.
Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via wordsnquotes)
The hours between 12am and 6am have a funny habit of making you feel like you’re either on top of the world, or under it.
Beau Taplin, “The Hours Between” (via wordsnquotes)
he isn’t ever going to love me and I need to accept that
he’s just lonely (via empty-thxughts)