“You think ‘Okay, I get it, I’m prepared for the worst’, but you hold out that small hope, see, and that’s what fucks you up. That’s what kills you.”

— Stephen King, “Joyland” (via ckgarden)
i-n-t-r-o-v-e-r-t-e-d:

Mum and I went on a little trip to Port Fairy, and went for the nicest walk through the dunes. It was that kind of winter beach weather and everything was fresh and beautiful.

“My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddle strings and harps, drums and tambourines I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear is the symphony.”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet (via heavydrug)

bedfish:

that wasn’t very authorisedbytheaustraliangovernmentcanberra of you

I CANNOT WAIT FOR PANCAKES