And I will try
Try to hold you
With my arms around your heart
Even though love is going to kill me
I will try.
- Milky Chance - Feathery
I’m afraid we’ll always be
a book with the end pages ripped out.
- Madisen Kuhn, Does Time Truly Heal All Wounds? (via hellanne)
Sleeper 1972 (Acoustic) | Manchester Orchestra
(Source: wherethezooends, via xixn)
By now I was so cold
it felt like burning.
- Anne Carson, from The Glass Essay (via violentwavesofemotion)