"The problem was you had to keep choosing between one evil or another, and no matter what you chose, they sliced a little more off you, until there was nothing left."

nevver:

Her smoke rose up forever, Laurence Demaison

"and my fingers are ships sailing on your skin, slowly drifting and hoping against hope that they fall off the edge of the earth. and your heart is nothing but the gravity pulling me towards you."

I Wrote This For You: The Last Land I Stood On (via beryl-azure)

(via word-digest)

you make the days better..

awkwardsituationist:

beneath the waves. photos by sarah lee (similar: mark tipple’s underwater project)

(Source: laxlivelove, via hegab2nd)

classicrockneverdies:

Bob Dylan in New York January 28, 1966 by Jerry Schatzberg.

(via get-dressed-get-blessed)

Anonymous asked:
You're enough.

..i’m curious

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