I love those mornings when you wake to darkness and no one is asking anything of you. You’re under no pressure to exist. This is something of which I am in constant need.
C.R. (via veiuse-ruiein)
scrickiras:

idk if you can read the sentence on the right page but its relevance is that a while ago my boyfriend texted me “goodnight, sweetheart” but sweetheart autocorrected to “stardust” and i thought that was really beautiful but anyway things have been really complicated lately so i ran away to the mountains to try to clear my head and it didn’t work but at least i made this while i was there and i’ve missed the mountains for a long time so 

scrickiras:

idk if you can read the sentence on the right page but its relevance is that a while ago my boyfriend texted me “goodnight, sweetheart” but sweetheart autocorrected to “stardust” and i thought that was really beautiful but anyway things have been really complicated lately so i ran away to the mountains to try to clear my head and it didn’t work but at least i made this while i was there and i’ve missed the mountains for a long time so 

smokefall:

[distressed writer noises]

Spring sights.

These are the days after. Everything now is measured by after.
Don DeLillo, Falling Man (via likeafieldmouse)
Just dance. #myart

Just dance. #myart

Recently read: High Fidelity (Nick Hornby), The Great God Pan (Arthur Machen).

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Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you

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untitled by zachary schwaller on Flickr.
Rain. #100happydays

Rain. #100happydays