modern art and the human body
But you were in the habit of playing songs over and over again until you wanted nothing to do with them and maybe that’s why you don’t call me anymore

You said my voice was your favorite song (via extrasad)

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fxkinq:

bedazzled-seahorse:

ahmoses:

pax-caelestis:

i think this is my fav
i think this is also my 4th time reblogging it

best post ever

reblog every time

i used this quote in my english essay and got bonus points holla @ me

ALICE (1988) directed by Jan Svankmajer
broken-june:

july—mornings:

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malformalady:

Spiral pattern on the surface of the water
TITLE: UnknownLemonade
ARTIST: Unknown CocoRosie
PLAYS: Unknown17873
The first time you came in
you already sounded like somebody leaving.
Your heels
tapping against the floorboards backwards,
a set of fading postcard for hands, a lack of love.
Your tears
are falling dews on a spring day
when everybody else is born again
and you just repeatedly kept dying.
On your bedroom wall is a cardboard moon
with a few stationery paper stars.
Next to it, a window that is never opened
for any constellation named after a stranger
you once held hands with.
There was a time
you never would have let go,
never would have said goodbye.
You would clench your fist and spit out
all your teeth even if it means losing
grip, losing bite, losing you.
Until you eventually did lose you.
And now,
you knock on doors
you never meant to enter.
And now,
you fall for people
you never meant to love.

Kharla M. Brillo, You’re all closed up and alone, you keep apologizing for it.   (via pouvoires)

channelyouranger:

headonyourchest:

blackcatandme:

I stood naked over him and took a picture

Why do I love everything about this

this is so cute
socotic:

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mfjr:

Lorna’s Garden, Ireland, 2012 
by Robert Ellis
euo:

Be(a)cause of youdaehyun kim
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