I’m really incredibly fucking sick of being disappointed by most of the people in my life on a regular basis. Whether it’s a big thing like being effectively abandoned by people I thought were my family or something as insignificant as someone canceling plans because it was even the slightest bit inconvenient for them it just never seems to stop and I end up with another night with nothing to do and no one to be with and I need to just deal with it because I’m always going to encounter people like that but it just makes me feel so worthless and I hate it.

And people wonder why I get so obsessive about music well music doesn’t shun you forever and not let you see people you love because it’s mad at your mother when it was the one being a narcissistic asshole in the first place that’s why.

regressionthroughexpression:

“We’re all going to die, all of us, what a circus! That alone should make us love each other but it doesn’t. We are terrorized and flattened by trivialities, we are eaten up by nothing.” - Charles Bukowski

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I had no idea it was going to turn out quite so red but I may as well go with it

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fuckyeahflorencewelch:

Florence Welch for Harper’s Bazaar JUl 2012

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erdapfel:

my life is covered in cat hair.

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Jack White | Love Interruption

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mahoshonen:

“Please do not enter the garden area.”

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It sounds silly to say about a band but in all honesty I’m really not sure where I’d be or if I’d even be here now without Zeppelin. the past year and a half has been really fucking hard for me and they helped me through no matter how bad things got. there have been so many times that they were the only thing that made me happy, no matter what was going on with me or around me I could always just completely escape in their music and forget everything else. I can’t begin to put into words how wonderful that’s been, and even after quite a bit of time I still love them so much I can’t stand it.

take-my-jacket:

Measuring a summer’s day, I only finds it slips away to grey. The hours, they bring me pain.
Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflections from a dream. I was her love, she was my queen. And now a thousand years between.
Thinking how it used to be, does she still remember times like these to think of us again? And I do.
Tangerine, Tangerine, living reflection from a dream. I was her love, she was my queen. And now a thousand years between.

just in case anyone was wondering how to turn me into a weeping puddle of mush in about three seconds

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