There's a bluebird in my heart that wants to get out but I'm too tough for him, I say, stay in there, I'm not going to let anybody see you.
Do Me A Favour
Artist: Arctic Monkeys
Album: Favourite Worst Nightmare
Playcount: 4,199 plays

colin-vian:

  Les Marches de l’Été, René Magritte, 1938

cap-ulet:

imagine if things were simple how great would that be imagine that

phytos:

Yoko Ono, Cloud Piece

1 day ago with 219 notes via razna (source)

You’re beautiful and sad. Just like your eyes. You’re like a song that I heard when I was a little kid but forgot I knew until I heard it again.

– Maggie Stiefvater (via johnsteinbeck-)
You
Artist: Keaton Henson
Album: Birthdays
Playcount: 5,595 plays

If you must leave,
Leave as though fire burns under your feet
If you must speak,
Speak every word as though it were unique
If you must die, sweetheart
Die knowing your life was my life’s best part

6 days ago with 450 notes via razna (source)

There are metaphors more real than the people who walk in the street. There are images tucked away in books that live more vividly than many men and women. There are phrases from literary works that have a positively human personality. There are passages from my own writing that chill me with fright, so distinctly do I feel them as people, so sharply outlined do they appear against the walls of my room, at night, in shadows. I’ve written sentences whose sound, read out loud or silently , can only be of something that acquired absolute exteriority and a full-fledged soul.

– Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via pro-solitude)
6 days ago with 44 notes via razna (source)

Even though things can be complicated, I really believe now that we can work it out together and everything is gonna be just fine…

Boats & Birds
Artist: Gregory and the Hawk
Album: The Boats & Birds EP
Playcount: 21,289 plays

but you can skyrocket away from me
and never come back if you find another galaxy
far from here with more room to fly
just leave me your stardust to remember you by

commovente:

what if we got little blip bloops in our heart whenever someone was thinking about us? wouldn’t humans feel so much less alone about existing? when will evolution give this to us please let me know thank you

Her beauty drowned me. As I sat in front of her I felt that I would do anything mad for her, anything she asked of me. She was color, brilliance, strangeness.

Anaïs Nin, Henry and June (via girlinlondon)
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