December 2009
29 posts
and in my head there's all these classic cars and...
awkwardinnocence:
(via mischiefmanaged-)
rainbowsinthedark:
We’re all sitting in the back of the truck, piled in, all twelve of us. The rain has stopped and twilight has set in, the sky darkening and air chilling. Our bodies ache from a day’s worth of labor. But no one minds. Sometimes being sore feels better than being completely fine. No one talks much as the truck eases down the road, bumping and jostling us. Someone makes the joke...
“People discuss my art and pretend to understand as if it were necessary to...”
– Claude Monet (via misswallflower)
Corrina, Corrina/ Bob Dylan
Don’t own this.
