(Source: feel-the-tide, via meganeatcheese)
(Source: feel-the-tide, via meganeatcheese)
(Source: heart0f-g0ld, via meganeatcheese)
(via meganeatcheese)
(Source: wordsandlyrics, via meganeatcheese)
Egon Schiele
Female Torso with Underwear and Stockings
1917
(via guerrillamamamedicine)
‘agoraphobia’ deerhunter
come for me
you cover me
come for me
comfort me
come for me
cover me
comfort me
comfort me
i had a dream no longer to be free
i want only to see four walls made of concrete
6 by 6 enclosed
soon we’re on video oh oh oh
feed me twice a day
i want to fade away, away
come for me
cover me
come for me
comfort me
come for me
cover me
come for me
comfort me
and after some time i know i would go blind
but seeing only binds the vision to the eye
i lose my voice, i know
but i’ve nothing left to say
(nothing left to pray)
I don’t want to have to be the one who mourns everything when everyone else has clearly forgotten. It’s mortifying. It’s mortifying to be the one who remembers.
– Ryan O’Connell (via selfinspiration)
(Source: larmoyante, via guerrillamamamedicine)
(Source: somethingintheway-x, via kawaii-4-life)
