“People said he was overly fond of the good life and ate like a pig. Yet the boy who brought him his chocolate in bed would sometimes find him weeping quietly, both plump pink hands raised slightly and conducting, evidently, in small brief genuflective feints. Awareness of existing in a universe where death is real came to him in the form of music.”
The Composer by Franz Wright
yungkawaiiinigga:

how im sposed to beat the pussy up now im too interested in the aesthetics of the art

yungkawaiiinigga:

how im sposed to beat the pussy up now im too interested in the aesthetics of the art

(via euo)

misaforever:

„My biggest challenge is trust, and really believing that trust, in letting things just happen personally and professionally and trust with myself. But I’m getting better at it.“ - Kate Moennig

my sleep schedule is completely off. at least it’s almost the weekend.

summer anthem #2