"Something’s gotta give,
it may as well be our fingers.
Touch me, ‘til my ribs become piano keys,
‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs
cause i”m breaking old patterns."
- Andrea Gibson (via mylifeasafeminista)
"This song is called chocolate, but you know what it’s really about."
- Matty at Coachella 2014 (via kaynewests)
WEARING A NEW PAIR OF SKINNY JEANS FOR THE FIRST TIME
"Home is in my hair, my lips, my arms, my thighs, my feet and my hands. I am my own home. And when I wake up crying in the morning, thinking of how lonely I am, I pinch my skin, tug at my hair, remind myself that I am alive. Remind myself to step outside and greet the morning. Remind myself that it’s all about forward motion. It’s all about change. It’s all about that elusive state.
- Diriye Osman, Fairytales for Lost Children (via baveuile)