hi im alex. these are the things i love: any situation that calls for staying up all night and watching films - music - books - movies - the radio dept. - taking showers at night with the lights out and windows open - dreaming - dreams - morning coffee - ferry rides - train rides - road trips - flatlands - mountains - windstorms - lightningstorms - the feminine shoulder - abandoned buildings - bridges - restricted areas - airports - flying - being in a plane and looking down on cloudworld - photography - lomography - people that are interesting, but not self-interested - old houses - playing wine glasses to the delight/annoyance of all in the room - hugging people - kising people - cool breeze - fresh cut grass - night walks - watching the stars - kids on swingsets - kids in general - not having kids - dogs - cats - all animals (except bees and snakes) - the first day of summer - memories - pizza
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We are the generation of nostalgia. We grew up in the age of transition. From hand-written letters to electronic mails. From film to digital. We were fascinated by new things, neglecting the way we spend our afternoons. Cupcakes and tea. Play-Doh and Polly Pockets. Young and naive. Technology completely changed the way we waited and we grew up too fast. The simple things in life seems more meaningful now. We grew up in the age of transition and have become the generation of nostalgia.
— (via soft-world)

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American Football - Never Meant (x)

Before you came my time was running low 
I was lost them losing dice were tossed 
My bridges all were crossed nowhere to go 
Now you’re here now I know just where I’m going 
No more doubt or fear I’ve found my way

(Source: weirdworld-marco)

Let’s just lay around and make love and take walks and talk a little.
— Charles Bukowski, from Post Office  (via heavywind)


(via thelighthunter)

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Blake Mills // Hey Lover

We’re adults, but, like…adult cats. Someone should probably take care of us, but we can sort of make it on our own.
— my roommate, on the question “are we adults” (via cliffordstongue)

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