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joycemmanor:

"Lie to me like you used to
Tell me everything is how it should be
Lie to me, did you have to?
Because in the end it never matters what I think
And I can barely tell the sky from the shoreline
And I can see myself reflected in your eyes”

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historicaltimes:

Johnny Cash at Folsom Prison, 1968

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" We will start writing our dreams down. I will have
an extra slice of pie after dinner and you will serve it to me.
We will eat off the same fork and decorate the ceiling
with stick-on stars that glow in the dark. We will make up
our own constellations. I will stop picking at my hangnails.
You will take your contacts out before we go to sleep.
I will learn how to knit and properly sort the laundry.
You will become good with your hands. We will get drunk
and laugh until our ribs get tired of keeping our organs
inside of us and our feet will hang off the edge of the bed.
We will eat crème brûlée and peach cobbler for a week
straight and take out the recycling and wash our hands
and relearn the art of moan, of together, of Nothing has felt
this good since central air conditioning
. I will shower
with the lights on. You will be glad for the steamed
mirror, my handprints dirtying up the glass.
"
by Kristina Haynes, “How We Are Going to be Okay” (via fleurishes)

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“I am incredibly passionate about my life, I am absolutely unable to hide any emotion. If I wrote a book, I’d have to call it ‘P is for Passion’. I don’t go in for anything halfway. My feelings about things are instant, on the spot. And my heart is always, always on my sleeve.” - Kate Winslet

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paintdeath:

Being in love erases pain by Harriet Lee Merrion

juliatrybala:

Solid State

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laclefdescoeurs:

Cimetière du Père Lachaise, Paris, 1895, Philip Lodewijk Jacob Frederik Sadée

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