(Source: zemphir)
"Life handed us a paycheck, and we said, ‘We worked harder than this!’"
Modest Mouse, “Bury Me With It” (via unsocialliving)
Broken hearts want broken necks
I’ve done some things that I want
to forget but I can’t.
Broke my pace and ran out of time
Sometimes I’m so full of shit that it should be a crime
(Source: matinlapin)
"Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I’ll probably regret soon"
Modest Mouse (via hellomynameisbenjamin)
(Source: allthoseyesterdayspjparty)
"
On the first page of the book of blue it read:
“If you read this page, than that’ll be you’re dead.”
By then it was too late
And you wound up on an island of shells and bones that
Bodies had left
And the one thing you taught me
‘bout human beings was this
They ain’t made of nothin’ but water and shit
“What People are Made Of,” by Modest Mouse (via eyelovelisa)
"I wish I could hit upon a pleasant track of thought, a track indirectly reflecting credit upon myself, for those are the pleasantest thoughts, and very frequent even in the minds of modest, mouse-coloured people, who believe genuinely that they dislike to hear their own praises."
Virginia Woolf, The Mark on the Wall (via du-cks)
(Source: luce-cannon)
This song is baby making music.
Depressing baby making music.
Soothing baby making music.
My head is filled with this song when I stare into his eyes.
(Source: Spotify)