jennie m a r g o

my eyes, my head, and my heart.
6:41PM: tonight felt like… midnight in paris
6:42 PM: i went for a stroll through this old-looking part of berlin
  kinda like where we went
  looking like its out of the 20s
6:43 PM: i so wished for a car filled with hemingways and picassos
6:45 PM: so we’re both dreamers tonight
6:47 PM: shit
  i forgot the wine
you feel warm and kind of wonderful. and then the next thing you know, it’s a problem, and you’re isolated.
xxx

 

 

I know you’re not here, I can see it in your eyes when we talk. Where ever you are, come back soon.

—Iain Thomas, I Wrote This For You (via loveless-people)

(via quote-book)

"i actually slept with a guy because he rolled his own cigarettes”.

yeah, that gets me going too.

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary on the day his wife died.

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary on the day his wife died.

i wonder if there is a place where nothing hurts and nobody feels much of anything.

i wonder if there is a place where nothing hurts and nobody feels much of anything.

WESANDERSON.

WESANDERSON.