Alessandro Andreuccetti. I love you, I hate you, 2012.
(via aimms)
Ok it’s 10 this is enough I’m going to do my research paper now and start my history project and it will be done by tomorrow and I will get sleep
what if I just watch the office all day and not write this research paper
what if
‘You wander around on the street, absorbed in your own thoughts without having the time neither the will or the simple curiosity to look at other people. Just a second, one snapshot would nonetheless be enough to catch one piece of mind, the frailty of a mere thought. What is her or his story? Can I only guess it? What about the people they know, the places where they go, their fears and dreams? To which point can one imagine them by just looking at those anonyms? Does the eye of the camera have the power to sketch their stories on a single shot?’
My whole wretched life swam before my weary eyes, and I realized no matter what you do it’s bound to be a waste of time in the end so you might as well go mad.
The Cinematic Orchestra - The Cinematic Orchestra - To Build A Home
To Build a Home - Cinematic Orchestra
I climbed the tree to see the world, when the gusts came around to blow me down.
(via constrictions)
It is always in those last minutes of departure, when goodbyes choke out of our throats and the constant battle between ‘now-or-never’ and ‘what if’ takes over, where we realize how much we care and how much we wish we had said all that we could have before the dust had taken the place of faces once known.
The calm,
Cool face of the river
Asked me for a kiss.
There’s just something so sad yet so comforting about listening to coldplay.
