Let’s run away together you and me
Forever we’d be free
Free to spend our whole lives running
From people who would be
The death of you and me
'Cos I can feel the storm clouds
Sucking up my soul
elvie | via Tumblr on We Heart It.
Gottfried Helnwein’s palette
Machine Intutile, 1950
Don’t, gouache and pencil on paper, 2013. Na Kim
Julie Berry, All the Truth That’s In Me
There are two people you’ll meet in your life. One will run a finger down the index of who you are and jump straight to the parts of you that peak their interest. The other will take his or her time reading through every one of your chapters and maybe fold corners of you that inspired them most. You will meet these two people; it is a given. It is the third that you’ll never see coming. That one person who not only finishes your sentences, but keeps the book.
Another artist to whom my undying love goes.
for fucks sake, someone take me here, or somewhere like this, somewhere peaceful and quiet by the sea, where we can sleep in our car and wake up to the sound of waves breaking on the shore and watch the sunrise together while wrapped snugly in our covers, our shared warmth the only thing we need, just chilling there until we get hungry or homesick, just please
I wish to be a bead of water on a leaf. 🍀💦