holdentumblr: Look: the trees exist; the houses  We dwell in stand there stalwartly.  Only we pass by it all, like a rush of air. And everything conspires to keep quiet about us, Half out of shame perhaps, half out of some secret hope. ― Rainer Maria Rilke
mpdrolet: Bill Bramble
Nan Goldin

“There’s plenty of time for sobriety when the summer ends.”

-Luke Adams, PROPHET

3rd September, Monday — Reblog
wornjournal: Gwyneth Paltrow in Ruth Meyers “Emma”
Bffz.
Internet friends: I did not forget about you! I love you. All, individually and personally. In fact, I never told you this, but I have been mad crushin’ on you forevz. Wil u d8 me, chk y or n. But I moved home for the summer, I’m working two serving jobs, and it’s been really fucking nice out…so my blogging will be sporadic at best. I can promise photos of small town adorableness and summertime adventures in the near future. In the mean time, you’re looking so sexual today. Tell me about your day, baby?
Relevant.
All I want.
This photo is important for so many reasons. First, this is the same playground that my best friends and I have been hanging out in since we were thirteen or fourteen. It’s beside the riding club, behind the tennis courts. Which brings us to the second reason: to me, nights like this take me all the way back to being a little brat kid in a WASPy small town, walking down the middle of the street between our respective homes (all around five minutes apart), holding hands and talking about boys and life and happiness and hurt. Third, it makes me remember that I have amazing friends. They might not live five minutes away anymore, but we squeeze a lot of bonding into the visits we do have: these are my bitches for life, no matter what, and their parents come down on me when I screw up or celebrate with me when I kick ass. I’ve said it many times, but I am so lucky. Forth, I just posted a photo of myself without any makeup on, and that’s pretty great. Lastly, this is what I am going to cling to throughout the upcoming winter months. It screams summer to me: wine bottles, filthy Keds, sundresses, big hair, and sweaty smiles. Goodbye, summer, we sent you out with a bang.

뻑이가요 - GD & TOP

Song of my summer tbh. Also, I’m going to need North American hip hop acts to step it up to at least this level of swag and general awesomeness.

10 listens

14th August, Sunday — Reblog

Kanye West & Jay Z - Otis

40 listens

20th July, Wednesday — Reblog

20th July, Wednesday — Reblog
Do you see that? 49 degrees. It’s going to be 49 degrees outside tomorrow. In Americaland, that’s over 120 degrees. I don’t even know how to deal with that information. I have never experienced a day that hot in my life. It’s been around 40 degrees here for almost two weeks, non stop, and I’ve been enjoying it. But 50 degrees? No. There is a line, and this heat wave has crossed it.