Apartment - Young The Giant

On my way to your apartment,
I write for fear of silence
You carved a boat to sell my shadow,
Now I walk alone

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" I want something else. I’m not even sure what to call it anymore except I know it feels roomy and it’s drenched in sunlight and it’s weightless and I know it’s not cheap. It’s probably not even real. "
by Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves  (via wethinkwedream)

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" When I say be creative I don’t mean that you should all go and become great painters and great poets. I simply mean let your life be a painting, let your life be a poem. "


The 5th House

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when it was nice to see someone and their dad is gay


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Helsinki, Finland

the suburbs are so depressing. everyone’s always trying to get out all the time. 

" 'And the road finally gave me back, but i don't think I'll unpack, cause I'm not sure if I live here anymore.' "
by Bright Eyes (via werebetteroffdead)

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i’m just going to delete my facebook and pack up all my stuff (again) and run away to amsterdam where i can eat pastries and drink coffee and watch the stars and bike around and not care about anything. 

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