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Cold Summer, by Seabear.

Scene from the german movie Kammerflimmern (Offbeat, 2004).

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Your teeth too big for your mouth
Every summer we’d pull the stinger out

Drinking like our parents did
Drunk at the dance, I knew you’d hid
Picture of her eyes under your skin
She wasn’t old enough to let love in.

I can see your eyes turn blue
I can see the weather changing you
Cold summers, one after the other
Got old fast, grew tires of each other.

Born across from you
Proud sleepless child, followed her
It’s getting harder to find it in me
Bite my lip, fall asleep.

But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty.

She could sing to shipmen
I lay my eyes on you
Down where we grew lost
Find your mouth and winter skin.

It’s getting harder to find it in me
I scab my wounds and fall asleep
But now, but now can be
Falling down
Filling, filling the empty.

“Sylvia”: Sylvia Mann by Angela Hill for Exit June 2001  via vashti

(Source: virare)

"

I have this strange feeling that I’m not myself anymore. It’s hard to put into words, but I guess it’s like I was fast asleep, and someone came, disassembled me, and hurriedly put me back together again. That sort of feeling.

"

-  Sputnik Sweetheart, Haruki Murakami

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Submerged.

Submerged.

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readyfebrian:

” Impulsif “
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readyfebrian:

” Impulsif “

©Ready Febrian

(Source: modellove)

Stupid GA writers are stupid.
In other news, I can’t deal with fictional death.

Stupid GA writers are stupid.

In other news, I can’t deal with fictional death.

(Source: piecesofpenncakes)

"

I can barely conceive of a type of beauty in which there is no Melancholy.

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-  Baudelaire

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