Saturday cycles. Phone pictures.
Why do we put every single important thing in one tiny purse that is the easiest thing in the world I loose. WHY DO I LOOSE EVERYTHING ALWAYS?
Saturday cycles. Phone pictures.
My mountains are not blue yet, this is distressing, I have to drink white mountains. Does anyone know what happened to my sock?
by My Mother
by My Mother
Do-Ho Suh - Home within Home (2011) - Photosensitive resin
Never neglect your nooks and cranny’s
by My Mother
by My Mother
(Source: cinderellahope)
Mine in the morning. Hers in the evening.
I used to make my parents proud.
I was the glue that kept my friends together,
Now they don’t talk and we don’t go out.
I used to know the name of every person I’d kissed.
Now I made this bed and I can’t fall asleep in it.
Well take me out tonight,
This ship of fools I’m on will sink.
A milestone around my neck,
Be my breath, there’s nothing I wouldn’t give.
by Brand New
