1. Title
    Why Won't They Talk To Me?
    Artist
    Tame Impala
    Album
    Lonerism
  2. if i could ignore myself i would

  3. Album Art

    I’d swim across Lake Michigan
    I’d sell my shoes
    I’d give my body to be back again
    In the rest of the room
    To be alone with you

    Title
    to be alone with you
    Artist
    sufjan stevens
  4. trillow:

    grocerystore—perfection:

    trillow:

    how the fuck does the sun rise without yeast

    WHY AM I LAUGHING SO HARD

    i don’t know

  5. 0 sleep

  6. girl-non-grata:

    Husband animates joke about tortilla chips told by his drunk wife.

    Pretty much the best thing I’ve ever seen in my life.

  7. Album Art

    feels.

    Title
    All You Ever Wanted
    Artist
    The Black Keys
    Album
    Attack & Release
  8. Album Art

    oliviataylorknowles:

    sunmartian:

    Radiohead - No Surprises

    fuck

    Title
    No Surprises
    Artist
    Radiohead
    Album
    OK Computer
  9. Today in my art history class we watched the movie Waste Land in which the story of how the artist(s) (Vik Muniz and certain pickers of a Brazilian land fill the largest in the world) make these colossal pieces and in turn help those living in the impoverished surroundings and the worlds waste issue is told. I highly recommend if you have Netflix instant play or just anything, any way, shape, or form watch this movie. It is incredibly, draw droppingly, amazing.

    Today in my art history class we watched the movie Waste Land in which the story of how the artist(s) (Vik Muniz and certain pickers of a Brazilian land fill the largest in the world) make these colossal pieces and in turn help those living in the impoverished surroundings and the worlds waste issue is told. I highly recommend if you have Netflix instant play or just anything, any way, shape, or form watch this movie. It is incredibly, draw droppingly, amazing.

  10. It’s alright.

    It’s alright.

  11. Just got offered a place to stay in Israel in the summer. Tempting offer.

About me

lingering slowly melting away
tossed with the salad and baled with the hay
pooling like water that drips from above
trampled by lambs pecked by the dove.