suzysils:

I think I’m going to write a book called “‘Four Hours Is Definitely Enough Sleep’ And Other Lies I Tell Myself”

barack-obottm:

friend: what have you done all summer?

me: “traveled a lot…”image

basically  
Big Jet Plane (acoustic) - Angus & Julia Stone

I wanna hold her, I wanna kiss her
She smelled of daisies, she smelled of daisies
She drive me crazy, she drive me crazy

music  
i-havent-been-the-same-since-i:

caz-tiel:

hothaute:

Imagine you’re like in a party and somebody tells you “somebody died fast we need to go to the funeral” and you’re just like

what the fuck kind of scenario is that

a gatsby party

i-havent-been-the-same-since-i:

caz-tiel:

hothaute:

Imagine you’re like in a party and somebody tells you “somebody died fast we need to go to the funeral” and you’re just like

what the fuck kind of scenario is that

a gatsby party

"Wild honey smells of freedom
The dust - of sunlight
The mouth of a young girl, like a violet
But gold - smells of nothing."
Anna Akhmatova (via amourstatique)