*listens to ty segall + white fence because I am a yt gurl after some surfer dick*
2:36 am • 1 September 2014
Brian Eno – 1974
Double page poster from Disc magazine
2:29 am • 1 September 2014 • 396 notes
when your friend makes an offensive joke but you don’t want to start anything with them
2:28 am • 1 September 2014 • 36,794 notes
me rn: these white youths outside are playing some autotuned country really loud……..oh wait shit this is The Weeknd nevermind
2:26 am • 1 September 2014 • 23 notes
Don’t run any more. Quiet. How softly it rains
On the roofs of the city. How perfect
All things are. Now, for the two of you
Waking up in a royal bed by a garret window.
For a man and a woman. For one plant divided
Into masculine and feminine which longed for each other.
Yes, this is my gift to you. Above ashes
On a bitter, bitter earth. Above the subterranean
Echo of clamorings and vows. So that now at dawn
You must be attentive: the tilt of a head,
A hand with a comb, two faces in a mirror
Are only forever once, even if unremembered,
So that you watch what it is, though it fades away,
And are grateful every moment for your being.
Let that little park with greenish marble busts
In the pearl-gray light, under a summer drizzle,
Remain as it was when you opened the gate.
And the street of tall peeling porticos
Which this love of yours suddenly transformed.”
(Source: loverofbeauty, via commovente)
2:23 am • 1 September 2014 • 126 notes
strike out with neighbor, he’s a skinny lil douche who still drinks two buck chuck , not interested !
2:20 am • 1 September 2014
man I really like Portishead but every time I listen to them it feels like I am listening to a James Bond soundtrack
4:59 pm • 31 August 2014 • 1 note