going through all these old photographs makes me realise how much I miss taking portraits. I wish I could bring myself to go out there and photograph people again.
Awww shit it’s payday
Let me pay these bills right fast
Fuck, I’m broke again
E.E. Cummings (via thedeadrosegarden)
"Yours is the light by which my spirit’s born: — you are my sun, my moon, and all my stars."
Virginia Woolf (via petrichour)
"I am in the mood to dissolve into the sky."