cynicism isn't wisdom

sweettoothforsong:

Margot & The Nuclear So & So’s - “Quiet As A Mouse”

(via loveyourchaos)

weirdoqueer:

A Better Son/ Daughter | Rilo Kiley

and sometimes when you’re on,
you’re REALLY fucking on,
and your friends, they sing along
and they love you
but the lows are so extreme
that the good seems fucking cheap
and it teases you for weeks in its absence

(Source: voodoo-lady, via quiethouses)

get behind the wheel, stay in front of the storm

(Source: Spotify, via uunspokenn)

seniorcitizenship:

why?
rubber traits

Unfold an oragami death mask
and cut my DNA with rubber traits
Pull apart the double helix like a wishbone
Always be working on a suicide note

(Source: nicerad, via loveyourchaos)

the-chair-you-kick-away:

I’ll be the first one to ask where you were
I’ll be your bird 

(via vvallpaper)

amandapalmer:

my new song, this time with lyrics.
thanks to Andrew Geha for recording it and sharing with us.
quickie audio cleanup via sean francis (@indeciSEAN).
more about it HERE on my blog.

THE THING ABOUT THINGS.

i’ve loaned a lot of things to a lot of friends
like dresses and records and books
and some of the time i never see them again
and in a weird way i think that it works

because the thing about things is they start turning evil
when you start to forget what they’re for
and so if you’re not sure what you did with my bathing suit
i’ll just try to love you a little bit more

i had a ring it belonged to my grandfather
he was a mason
and gay
and he was distant and bitter for all of my childhood
and we never had much to say

he wasn’t the type to give tokens of affection
and so i stole ring when he died
and twenty years later when i lost it at a bar
i thought
that’s fine
I DIDN’T WANT HIM IN MY LIFE

the thing about things is that they can start meaning things
nobody actually said
and if he couldn’t make the ring mean something for me
i had to make up what it meant

i can carry everything i need in one collapsing suitcase
i can carry everyone i love in one phone application
built to optimize the facetime with the ties i’m bent on making
actually i want to be alone
to mourn the loss
of what this cost
i collected you but now you are all lost

i think it’s a poem and i think it keeps going
i’ve borrowed and lost lots of things
3 nights ago in the bar where i lost it a bartender gave me the ring

and i lie in bed
with my phone in my hand
thinking
what can i fix with an app

and i call my grandfather
and he doesn’t answer
and i have to make peace with that fact

because the thing about things
is that they can start looking
like kindnesses nobody said
and if you’re not allowed to love people alive
then you learn how to love people dead

because the thing about things is that they can start looking
like kindnesses nobody said
and if you’re not allowed

to love people alive

then you learn how to love people dead

(via neil-gaiman)

lovealaskayoung:

Andrew Jackson Jihad | Growing Up

growing up really fucking sucks
i wanna fall in love
but i dont love anybody
and soon
there will be nobody
who will want to fall in love with me
and im afraid i dont care

(Source: bellaquerida, via theprayerofmypen)

jesyanne:

A New Arrangement // Bright Eyes

Because it is the moment that you are living in
And not the one that follows
That makes the mess you are cleaning in your head
And time still drags you forward, although you keep resisting

Because you know it is what you leave behind
You will soon start missing and the people you once counted on
Says it’s all depending on how you act and how you treat yourself
And that is not very well

(via digitalash)

Distance-WHY?

I gotta keep my distance to withstand the silence of you missing
when you’re not there to listen to this nonsense

hailthepagesturning:

Rilo Kiley - “It’ll Get You There”

All the pennies that you save, it’ll get you there
All the hearts that you break, they will get you there

(via liftedtothesky)

First Aid Kit ft. Conor Oberst, ‘King of the World

I’m nobody’s baby, I’m everybody’s girl

(Source: inspector-minerva, via uunspokenn)

oh stay with me arienette, ‘til the wolves are away