annstreetstudio:

Nature’s watercolors…

I remember
how seeing the shape of your mouth
that first time, I kept staring
until my blood turned to rain.

Some things take root
in the brain and just don’t
let go.

Tim Seibles (via rarararambles)

You dosed my soul with gasoline
You flicked a match into my brain

— Sonic Youth, “Incinerate” (via giveyourlovetomeannieorangetree)

The only people I would care to be with now are artists and people who have suffered: those who know what beauty is, and those who know what sorrow is: nobody else interests me

— Oscar Wilde (via sisterwolf)
modernhepburn:

Well then…