I don’t know how to explain why I don’t sleep much anymore


the-social-collective:

'david bowie, 1978'
by *lord snowdon*
"All I ever really want to know is how other people are making it through life—where do they put their body, hour by hour, and how do they cope inside of it."

- Miranda July (via drunkanddressed)

(Source: typewritertea)




My grandparents are visiting me, happy Easter ☺️

"is it because women want to make use of what is personal for them — to make it matter? to give the personal they’ve been confined and restricted to real currency and value?"

- masha tupitsyn, "a sentimental education" (via machschine)

(Source: karaj)



thesemightysecrets:

Zander Blom, “Untitled 57”






snowce:

Gustav Klimt, Upper Portion of Two Lovers, 1908
"I am overwhelmed with things I ought to have written about and never found the proper words."

- Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf, Vol. 1: 1915-1919 (via drunkanddressed)

(Source: goodreads.com)