What a talent. Here’s to her.

(via Vivian Maier Photographer | Official website of Vivian Maier | Vivian Maier Portfolios, Prints, Exhibitions, Book and documentary film)

(via thetieguy)

I think you still have a lot of growing up to do.

BUT, to each his/her own. I’m tired of being a parent to anyone so I’m going to just sit here, read my book and not give a flying fuck.

third row, first one

(via playinghurt)

You swore and said - we are not, we are not shining stars, this I know - I never said we are.

I’ve been reading, walking, dancing, sleeping, living, chatting, talking, being - I’ve done it all. I always feel like you could cut my heart out and you would find nothing worthwhile in there. There is no love, none at all. But I suppose I am wrong. I have other kinds of love that keep me together, in all sense of the word.

I met a friend today and we shared stories over pulled pork, root beer and mad good coffee. And then I met Anna from Starbucks and that made today a tad bit cheerier.

Good days, good times, good everything.

I am a happy person today.

There are bricks in my heart and I cannot sleep. I don’t know if it’s despair, sadness or apathy and a lack thereof but I feel completely hollow - you could cut my heart out and you’d find nothing there.

Wait, there are bricks in my heart so maybe the orange hideousness that guards all I am so fiercely will be ready with a welcoming smile.

Come, come on in and tell me what you see. Tell me all you know because I remember nothing.

Lay me down to sleep and cut my heart out. Repeat.

I haven’t been this unhappy in awhile. I don’t even have the right words to say for all wrongs done. Maybe if you forget yourself and your eccentricities for a bit, you’ll see that there are others out there who give a flying fuck about your supposedly inconsequential existence.

I for one do so don’t tell me how I should care because this is me and I wouldn’t change a thing.

next plane please.

(via artpixie)

constantcatastrophe:

We Are Nowhere, and It’s Now - Bright Eyes

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And if you swear that there’s no truth and who cares
How come you say it like you’re right?

(via loveyourchaos)

abrutalkind:

17 by SC|Photography on Flickr.

sometimes you get so scared you hold on to what matters with everything you know and have only to realize that what you’re holding onto has slipped away without you even realizing it.

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(Source: uglys0ul, via loveyourchaos)

There are those few that change over the course of time, it’s completely acceptable and normal, I understand that. But I will never forgive you for leaving me behind when I needed you the most.

ilovemyleica:

. (by K_iwi) LeicaM9

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