(via beyoncescock)
Jolene by Dolly Parton except it’s playing downstairs while you’re laying up in the loft of a cabin listening to the thunder and rain hitting the roof tiles above you
BIG fan of liminal spaces, my dream is to suddenly find myself in a small grocery store in some old fishing village in japan at 3am with no idea how i got there but someone i’ve never seen before but somehow know is waiting outside so i exit the store and wake up in Croatia wading in the salty sea at dusk and i’m alone and it’s 1982
(via degasdad)
god, imagine sharing a bed with the person you love. chatting about dumb things! just sleeping! it’s like a sleepover but every night how sweet is that!!!!
(via hotboyproblems)
i think the funniest and realist thing i’ve realized lately is how troubling idealization can be. every person is just… a person. the very people you want to impress or be apart of are just people. even if they seem wildly intimidating because of the way they look or because of their reputation, every one is just a person. human. as embarrassing, as remorseful and they are going through stages of growth just like you are. we only see what we want to see and then drown ourselves further in our own depression and we don’t have to.
(via stability)
