" hello "

July 23, 2014 at 12:05pm
2 notes

Love kills you over and over again, you’ll die and you’ll be born again and die again repeatedly, and you’ll keep on coming back for more •

12:02pm
12,165 notes
Reblogged from fuckyeahmovieposters

(Source: fuckyeahmovieposters, via mon-cafe-du-matin)

12:02pm
305 notes
Reblogged from vispreeve

mon-cafe-du-matin:

Aaron Taylor-Johnson for Wonderland Magazine

(Source: vispreeve)

12:01pm
6,318 notes
Reblogged from wordsthat-speak

I want a soul mate who can sit me down, shut me up, tell me ten things I don’t already know, and make me laugh. I don’t care what you look like, just turn me on.

— Henry Rollins (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

12:00pm
90,581 notes
Reblogged from cad-y

(Source: cad-y, via mon-cafe-du-matin)

12:00pm
207 notes
Reblogged from folklifestyle
folklifestyle:

Photo by @huntfowl. #liveauthentic #livefolk  (at liveauthentic.us)

folklifestyle:

Photo by @huntfowl. #liveauthentic #livefolk (at liveauthentic.us)

(via kvtes)

12:00pm
1,098 notes
Reblogged from wordsthat-speak

Sometimes, when I need answers, I like to take my questions to Google.

I have googled “How long does heartbreak last?” The result more popular than that was “How long does heartburn last?” This implies people suffer from heartburn more than they do heartbreak, which is a good thing, because heartbreak sucks way more than acid reflux ever could. Weirdly, though, a broken heart does physically hurt. It feels heavy, like someone is sitting on your chest.

There are upsides to despair. You can wear a blanket instead of a coat and your friends won’t judge you. You can smoke indoors because nobody will have the heart to tell an inconsolable girl that a smoking ban has been in place for eight years. And you find out that people are very nice and that they care about you, even if the person you care about most doesn’t.

The problem with heartbreak is that nobody can help you. Not the films you watch alone, searching for a character who feels the way you do, not the glasses or bottles of whisky you keep by your bed, and certainly not Instagram. Every time you post a picture of yourself on Instagram looking fake happy, a fairy dies.

Also, scrolling through photos of girls your ex may or may not be shagging won’t help you. Remind yourself that the right filter can be fantastically flattering, and she probably doesn’t look that good in real life.

— It (Alexa Chung)

(via wordsthat-speak)

11:59am
26,465 notes
Reblogged from wordsthat-speak

The female doesn’t want a rich man or a handsome man or even a poet, she wants a man who understands her eyes if she gets sad, and points to his chest and say: ‘Here is your home country.’

— (via kvtes)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via kvtes)

11:58am
222 notes
Reblogged from teacoffeebooks
teacoffeebooks:

Kenyan siphon at Ozone Coffee Roasters, Old Street, London last weekend.

teacoffeebooks:

Kenyan siphon at Ozone Coffee Roasters, Old Street, London last weekend.

11:58am
90 notes
Reblogged from upflyingwords

(Source: upflyingwords, via aestheticintrovert)