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IDENTITY (2003)
Director: James Mangold Cinematography: Phedon Papamichael Jr.
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the best thing about tumblr is that you can watch a show and then you come here and someone has made a gifset of it and you can put it on your blog like a sticker in a journal
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i find myself asking god to solve my problems for me, but then end up with more problems to deal with. and god that takes a toll on me. but then i remember god also gave me, my beautiful friends, that make everything a whole lot better. i couldn’t tell you. what kind of a lame person i would be without them, they make me so much cooler and a better person to be around. i adore them and wish they’d never leave my life, even though we are growing up.
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i desperately want to feel again. because this isn’t something i want to get used to. i wish i cared more about things i should, i wish i didn’t let things slide so easily, i wish i grew a fucking back bone at times. i wish people took me seriously.
#loooool #imjustagirl #eldestdaughter #prettyfuckingtired
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the idea that your friends won't like you if you're too weird is wrong for example one time I told a friend whenever I was losing my mind I laid down on the floor under my desk and stared at it until I was better and next time she visited me she taped a bag of salami snacks to the underside of my desk with a message saying "going insane all by yourself, handsome?" which I only saw months later when I had a breakdown. that's friendship.
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the only real way to listen to lana del ray is to blast her on a radio, that you had stolen from your dads garage, and you sit on the pier in the middle of the night, whilst the sky is full of nothing and the ocean is full of rage and my mind full of you.
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i am trying to think of everything and anything. the potential bedsheets i’ll buy for uni, lunch ideas, future business plans, imaginary friendships, the colour of my ball dress, the smell of house parties, other boys, bike routes, cars on facebook, baby clothes for kids i don’t have yet, cakes i have no intentions of baking, sarees for the wedding i plan on having in 10 years or what my patio will look like when i own a house. anything and everything else other than you. because no matter how hard i think. all my thoughts come back to you. and my heart is so fucking heavy with the very thought of you.
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