Today, in the midst of trying to explain to strangers and friends what this new tattoo on my arm means I came up with a couple dozen abstractions, however, the most truthful story (the truth isn’t never univocal, but…) is that the pain and newness is a solid (line) reminder that life is about making yourself uncomfortable for the sake of beauty. (Ask anyone who plucks their eyebrows). So, here it goes…!

ohmy-clementine:

"I’m just writing songs about how I feel or about how people I know feel."
Thanks for everything, Elliott. I hope you’re happy and are aware of the impact you left on everyone who fell in love with you, your music, your smile.

ohmy-clementine:

"I’m just writing songs about how I feel or about how people I know feel."

Thanks for everything, Elliott. I hope you’re happy and are aware of the impact you left on everyone who fell in love with you, your music, your smile.

- I don’t want to leave.
- So don’t. Stay here with me. We’ll start a jazz band.

Lost in Translation (2003)

(Source: posthawk)

"She came from a background where… nothing was ever good enough. And that was something that weighed heavy on her."

Her (2013)

So much of this was more real than anything I’ve ever seen before.

(Source: sleepstudies)