Our Hearts, Okay.

M. i like owls, foxes, pinafores and everything that is lovely and weird. i love ryan adams, experimental music and i adore william burroughs, woody allen and jack kerouac. that's pretty much everything you need to know about me.

[marauderfan]

@novice-at-play thanks to @nomnomnom1123‘s suggestion you get a magical addition :-)

[bettedavis111-deactivated201703]

Paul Newman in Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958) requested by my-saved-soul

[entardecente-blog1]

[littlegreyache]

😱😱😱😱

[books-n-quotes]

I was suddenly left with nothing in my hands but a handful of crazy stars.

Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via books-n-quotes)

[divinevivienleigh]

Vivien Leigh home movie footage, via The Vivien Leigh Collection at Sotheby’s

[bettedavis111-deactivated201703]

Vivien Leigh makeup test photograph for Gone With the Wind, 1939

[childrenhavetherighttomusic]

Visit Original Link

[littlegreyache]

i guess

i’m stuck

with me

[thewolveswithin]

misterryanadams The eclipse made me think of this song I wrote with Johnny. I met Johnny Depp out of the blue one afternoon, after I saw a clip of him playing guitar. It blew my mind. I knew he had to be the person to solo on Kim ( and in fact there’s a version of Gimme Something Good where he takes this amazing solo ) He has such a profound style on electric guitar. Like all classic rock albums at once in a traffic jam. He plays guitar like he paints. Wild & colors everywhere you wouldn’t have thought belonged. Anyway he called me back and we met that dsy and right away I felt like I was with long lost family. Pure sweetheart funny weirdo book nerd record geek. We were SUPPOSED to work on the solo for Kim, but the first thing we ever did was write this song, “No Shadow” He was very close with Marlon Brando and it came up that I have been obsessed with his acting, esp the old footage of him on Broadway for as long as I can remember- and I bought & have kept an old framed headshot of him on my wall since I lived in New York City. It was the very first thing I bought at the Chelsea Flea Markets that used to be in the parking garage up on 26th. It’s still with me today, first thing I saw when I woke up and wrote Love is Hell, first thing I saw today ( besides Carole Lombard photos but that’s a different story ) So we sat at my typewriter and not knowing a single thing about him or him, me, we wrote this. I called @marshallvore to come play drums and @charliestavish dialed in the sound. That’s the first time we ever played it and right out of the typewriter. In fact that’s him singing with me in the end. His voice is so beautiful. That song fell right into our arms. What a memory. The Estes pump organ at the end is the one I had on Ave A and 10th street that I learned to play piano on. Creepy and like an old ship in the fog… It’s one of my favorite songs I ever recorded. There’s nothing better than sitting and writing songs with Johnny and I couldn’t help but think about that magical day today. Go have a listen if you want to its on the I Tunes. Happy Eclipse everybody. Here’s to good friends and magical moments & making good things for the heck of it

[beatdom]

Naked Tea, by Philip Willey

[thelovejournals]

Soon you’ll realize that many people will love the idea of you but will lack the maturity to handle the reality of you.

Reyna Biddy (via thelovejournals)

[myowangs]

[sandradieckmann]

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[fuckyeahcourtneylove]

Hole - Happy Ending Story (Rehab Demo)

c. 2006.

[ludvigstolterman]

Seattle, WA may -17

[darkoctober]

[actuates]

sometimes I get so angry with myself for allowing my feelings to fester up, grow like twisted vines. because I swore I’d be independent, swore I’d keep away from temptation, but here I am, once more, dabbling in the art of feeling just a little too much.

Feeling. |(Morsus Engel)| (via actuates)

[tapenoon]

why writing takes forever

writer: *stops mid-sentence* damn what's the word I want?

writer: *spends 25 minutes on google trying to figure out the right vocab word*

writer: *gets a paragraph done*

writer: *starts another sentence, stops* what is that really specific fact I need?

writer: *spends an hour trying to figure out this obscure thing that probably doesn't actually matter*

writer: Wait what's that thing called again?

writer: *has no idea how to search for what I need*

writer: *ends up digging through blogs and other archived websites for details*

writer: *needs to reference source material for fact checking*

writer: *has to eat and sleep at some point*

writer: should it be "she regards him with disdain" or "she glares at him with disdain" ??? (hint: it doesnt matter but gunna go back and forth over it for an hour)

writer: *gets distracted by the internet in general*

writer: HOW IS THIS ONLY 800 WORDS???????

writer: fuck proofreading

writer: okay fine i'll proofread.

writer: holy shit this is awful.

writer: *reworks entire sections*

writer: *doesn't think I'm good enough as a writer and stops for a few days*

writer: repeat process as needed.