dramatic art school burn out (2007). Tired of magic, tired of love.
Nice bike ride home. Goodnight moon.
What have you become, my dearest friend.
Cardboard Cities, Set Designer Recreates the Streets of London, Mumbai, New York City and Paris Using Cardboard
Love Diary #62 (1969)
He doesn’t and he won’t.
(Source: vintagegal, via vintagegal)
Somewhere along the line I got it in my head that love was some big important answer to everything, like that was IT, all you need, the only way to achieve happiness and that it concord all and all those big promises fairy tails and TV tell us… but It could only be found in other people.
I have been unlearning this great misunderstanding ever since, one painful lesson at a time.
Beer: Alicia for scale
Today my horoscope referenced this poem. Damn it.