I just love her.
Are you kidding me
Who the fuck threw that red shell
I will fuck you up
— (via reidrolls)
Welcome Home, by Radical Face
Ships are launching from my chest.
Some have names, but most do not. If you’ve found one, please,
Let me know what piece I’ve lost.
Leave It Alone, by Manchester Orchestra
When I was a fire I turned into ice, melting off my last feverish highs.
And I lept through the sunshine and into the night, singing songs of my healthiest fears.
So take me or don’t.
California Summer Bucket List
- Go on a long coastal drive. Take lots of photos.
- Learn how to drive manual.
- Start a mosh pit. Anywhere.
- Beach it as often as feasibly possible.
- Learn to fly fish.
- Go camping on the beach.
- Make everyone love JEW.
If they haven’t boned yet then I am SINCERELY disappointed in them.
stick a fork in me
Too bad he ended up being so awful to her. :(
“I don’t suppose I really know you very well - but I know you smell like the delicious damp grass that grows near old walls and that your hands are beautiful opening out of your sleeves and that the back of your head is a mossy sheltered cave when there is trouble in the wind and that my cheek just fits the depression in your shoulder.”
—Zelda Fitzgerald, in a letter to F. Scott Fitzgerald