Other Lives & Dimensions: Stolen Moments, Kim... →
babybirch: What happened, happened once. So now it’s best in memory — an orange he sliced: the skin unbroken, then the knife, the chilled wedge lifted to my mouth, his mouth, the thin membrane between us, the exquisite orange, tongue, orange, my nakedness and his, the way he pushed me up against the fridge —
laurenlemon: “We Own The Sky” by M83 It is...
A host of images crowd in now. Naked boys chasing cockroaches that had flown in...– Sydney, Delia Falconer Last one I promise.
It is one of those Sydney nights in which a mad energy is brewing. All day long...– Sydney, Delia Falconer This book will tell you everything you need to know about this city.
I love and hate the place at once. But on nights like the summer evening earlier...– Sydney, Delia Falconer, 2010
The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The...– DEAR SUGAR, The Rumpus Advice Column #64: Tiny Beautiful Things (via becool-sodapop)
Take Me Over - Cut Copy Chair dancing.
Just finished reading 'love in a cold climate'
itscalledetiquettedarling: Claiming Nancy Mitford as my bitchy, bitchy soul mate. This is why we’re sisters. Though you better have bought me a pair of loafers in Vietnam, or I will cut you.
i want to be better at everything
that moment when you squash a cockroach for the second time, harder than the...– (via s-l-o-s-h) I’m just going to go ahead and re-blog everything they post at s-l-o-s-h, because they’re describing my life better than I am.
Okay, I know complaining about the weather is boring, BUT! 30 degrees at 12:30 at night? I’m dying.