Bande à part / Ask Archive About Elsewhere
Songs are as sad as the listener.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close 

Endpapers from World Beneath the Sea, National Geographic Society, 1967
orchidetelm:

sketchbook - a riot 
I care so much I’m sick.

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451  
wesdelval:

Marten Lange
Cy Twombly
We travel, some of us forever, to seek other states, other lives, other souls.

Anaïs Nin, The Diary of Anaïs Nin, Vol. 7: 1966-1974 

Actress - Rap

Yours

(now I’m even losing my name — it was getting shorter and shorter all the time and is now: Yours)

Franz Kafka, Letters to Milena 

(by Bezel Wang)
orchidetelm:

I : flowers drawing by me
II : Kate Moss & Mario Sorrenti by Glen Luchford
You don’t stop loving someone just because you hate them

Hanif Kureishi, Intimacy 
floriental:

'Be quite, kids are sleeping'

a letter from Matisse
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