Please tell me
I’m not as forgettable
as your silence
is making me feel.
M.S. (via mavors)

harrystylesdildo:

when you’re done

All my life I’ve been going around waiting for something. All my life, in fact, I’ve felt as if…as if I were waiting in a railway station. And I’ve always felt as if the living I’ve done, so far, hasn’t actually been real life but a long wait for it…a long wait for something real.
The Sacrifice (1986) dir. by Andrei Tarkovsky (via violentwavesofemotion)

childservices:

me: mama? could you read me to sleep?
mama: you’ll never be glamour
me: read fa filth yes gawd

allystruggles:

Having to listen to Lana Del Rey in your gay friends’ cars and pretend it doesn’t sound like an old man trying to read a poem on his deathbed

And how odd it is
to be haunted by someone
that is still alive.
I Guess the Old You is a Ghost (#589: June 25, 2014)

ithasoul:

Tegan and Sara BluesFest  2014

Photo:Scott Penner/Aesthetic Magazine Toronto)