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charleskinbote:

"melted butter"

school started hah

But then, of course, there is the simple reality of living. Standing in the Trader Joe’s line tonight, trying to look placid and sober after four beers in the sun, I had the sudden, watery feeling that I’d probably be much the same anywhere. The details would change, there would be gas and parking, or Euros and visas, and yet, always Sunday nights. All lonely and sorrowful, the sun setting no matter what. The cashiers at whatever store, wherever it is, waving me toward them with the same bored hands, me blinking at them slowly and saying, “I can just put that in my bag. I’m not going far.”
Difficult Girl

newyorker:

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Lena Dunham writes about her childhood anxieties, and growing up in therapy:

“I have only the vaguest memory of a life before fear. Every morning when I wake up, there is one blissful second before I look around the room and remember my many terrors. I wonder if this is what it will…

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mtvstyle:

want this moment burned on my eyelids

mtvstyle:

want this moment burned on my eyelids