don’t judge me it’s 12:12 am.
I’m obsessed with hands and Godard’s films, I’m obsessed with dresses and black&white photos, I’m obsessed with beauty marks and I’m also obsessed with playlists (I have a playlist for everything, I’m so obsessed with playlists that one is called ‘the sun is on my face’) I’m obsessed with the beach but I hate the weather, I love spring but also makes me sad because it’s not winter, I’m tired but I don’t want to sleep alone.
I’m also in love with everything/one.
I wanted to marry an absence.
— Thomas James, from “Longing for Death”
It’s a party on the inside.
— Alex Turner on his lack of showing emotion.
in 7 years its going to be the 20s again so we can bring back swing music and the aesthetics of that era but keep modern values who’s with me
i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break. even now, when people lean down to touch me, or hug me, or put a hand on my shoulder, i hold my breath. i turn my face. i want to cry.
— marya hornbacher, wasted
