I am the hurricane and you are the rock. I cry over things that haven’t happened yet. Milk that hasn’t spilt yet. I always used to wonder what made you a rock. I still wonder that: what made you a rock? What made you so solid that you never tipped or wavered or acted like the world could hurt you until me?

— Hannah Brencher (via downwiththedown)

(Source: hannahbrencher)

Sat, 6th September • 1,358 notes

cicadas-and-gulls:

Fleet Foxes-It Ain’t Me Babe

(Bob Dylan cover)

so good

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Sat, 6th September • 2,218 notes

Throw back to one of the best nights that has yet to exist. #thecivilwars #throwback #throwbackthursday #tbt #tulsa #oklahoma #cainsballroom #nightslikethese #livemusic #bestconcert #utterbliss @lexiejolove @chelseaniemuth @schimi21

Thu, 4th September • 0 notes
He kissed her because it came about quite naturally; he found sweetness sleeping still upon her lips, and felt that he had never been away.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Beautiful and Damned (via fitzgeraldquotes)

Mon, 1st September • 1,374 notes