alittlebitofeverythingglorious:

misswallflower:

Go on, shatter my illusions.

The way things appear is dependent on your perspective. Yes, actually, Bon Iver does in fact play softly in my background at appropriate moments. Who are you to deem what is or what is not art? Yes, not every word that comes out of my mouth will be infinitely quotable and that’s okay. That is why particularly beautiful words stick out from the rest. Crying til you vomit may very well be a result of a painful, but beautiful story. I will romanticize what I please. And who are you to tell me where my fateful encounters will occur?

Whoever you are, your cynicism is not profound.

I play this game sometimes, on train journeys or bus journeys or when I’m walking for a long time and I put my iPod on shuffle and I think of what moment of my life that song would suit. And sometimes the perfect song comes on JUST AS THAT MOMENT HAPPENS. So maybe life “is not an episode of skins”, but there are so many moment where lives are just as good as sun drenched polaroids and music plays at the right time and what someone writes in their diary becomes something fantastic. I’m reblogging this because it made me laugh and think “You’re wrong”

(Source: mooshrum)