(via wwishfultthinker)
never love a wild thing
for vagabonds who indulge in behaviors that cut ten years off their lifespans and add ten paragraphs to their life stories.
THE SUN WAS SPILLING KEROSENE...
20 year old UC Berkeley computer science nerd.
I like: western high fashion and Asian street fashion; electronic beats and sentimental lyrics; bonfires and coffee shops; Mean Girls and Harry Potter references; jutting hipbones and too-bright eyes; boys with acoustic guitars.
I like: things that are beautiful and broken; pretty words that don't make sense; nostalgia for what never existed; things that can't be defined; songs that sound better in the dark; believing too much in the endless possibilities.
ask me anything
Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we'll never get used to it.
{Love is the movment.}
THE SUN WAS SPILLING KEROSENE...
20 year old UC Berkeley computer science nerd.
I like: western high fashion and Asian street fashion; electronic beats and sentimental lyrics; bonfires and coffee shops; Mean Girls and Harry Potter references; jutting hipbones and too-bright eyes; boys with acoustic guitars.
I like: things that are beautiful and broken; pretty words that don't make sense; nostalgia for what never existed; things that can't be defined; songs that sound better in the dark; believing too much in the endless possibilities.
ask me anything
Tell me how all this, and love too, will ruin us.
These, our bodies, possessed by light.
Tell me we'll never get used to it.
{Love is the movment.}
May 22
May 20
(Source: all-things-bright-and-beyootiful, via 5th-avenue-fashion)
(via 5th-avenue-fashion)
» Humans of New York
When you yell at someone, who hears it more: you or them? You’re only hurting yourself by getting angry. I want to live to be 100. I haven’t raised my voice in 40 years.
“ Go after her. Fuck, don’t sit there and wait for her to call. Go after her because that’s what you should do if you love someone, don’t wait for them to give you a sign because it might never come. Don’t let people happen to you, don’t let me happen to you, or her, she’s not a fucking television show or tornado. There are people I might have loved had they gotten on the airplane or run down the street after me or called me up drunk at four in the morning because they need to tell me right now and because they cannot regret this and I always thought I’d be the only one doing crazy things for people who would never give enough of a fuck to do it back or to act like idiots or be entirely vulnerable and honest and making someone fall in love with you is easy and flying 3000 miles on four days notice because you can’t just sit there and do nothing and breathe into telephones is not everyone’s idea of love but it is the way I can recognize it because that is what I do. Go scream it and be with her in meaningful ways because that is beautiful and that is generous and that is what loving someone is, that is raw and that is unguarded, and that is all that is worth anything, really.
— Harvey Milk (via moaka)
(via toujoursvouloir)
May 15
new daft punk album: an integral component of surviving finals week
“we’re up all night to debug get lucky”
(Source: Spotify)
“ The thing that is most hardest to accept about the passage of time is that the people who once mattered the most wind up in parentheses.
— John Irving, The Cider House Rules (via larmoyante)
(via inperpetualbloom)
May 13
All men must die, Jon Snow.
(Source: donblaked, via heyysourwolf)
May 02
(Source: Spotify)
