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

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

Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451  

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


(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)

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 

'Be quite, kids are sleeping'

a letter from Matisse
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