in the mood for love (2000) dir. wong kar-wai

(Source: doughnutdisco)

Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
The Winter of the Air (via the-major-arcana)

(Source: kalynroseanne)

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floralnymph:

“Baby” Devendra Banhart

(Source: l-yps)


nevver:

Safwat Saleem

la vie en rose.

As I’ve thought about what it will mean to move and to start life anew, I’ve found myself overwhelmed with a sense of excitement. I’m excited for new adventures and new work and new friendships. I’m excited to learn and to never stop learning, to keep reading and to keep attaining new hands-on experiences. I’m excited to have met the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, and to build a life together. We’ll have time to cook meals together, time to find each other’s gazes in the night, sparkling eyeballs smirking at one another, enveloped in our love. We’ll have time to rearrange furniture and to create our own little space that feels uniquely ours. We’ll have time to be there for one another. We won’t have to rush. We’ll have time. And I think that is the most important (and the most exciting) thing I’m looking forward to.