sea dove

aseaofquotes:

Virginia Woolf, Orlando

seras-sanctum:

you-had-me-at-e-flat-major:

double bubble disco queen headed to the guillotine

skin as cool as rasputin, russia’s greatest love machine

Boy, you think you know what’s happening in this one and then it just knocks you flat, doesn’t it

rebel-in-tartan:

bassiter:

Landslide by Fleetwood Mac except it’s playing through your car’s old radio cassette player as you drive alone through the desert at night. As far as you can tell, the nearest human life has got to be wherever that distant thunder is rolling in.

requested by @kawaiidesuyolo

This brought me instant peace.

offbeatmonochrome:

sit-down-hamilton:

#i dont know what kind of aesthetic this is but i know that i am Digging It

This is literally the height of Georgia Gothic

flacomexicano:

“your eyes hella red u been smokin??” no I been crying bitch leave me alone

medeae:

“Sometimes humans just die. And you cannot save them. Sometimes humans do not die, and you cannot save them.”

— Natalie Young, from “Notes on Earth Life,” published in Superstition Review (via mortalpractice)

thunder:

via weheartit