ACTUAL MESSAGE OF (500) DAYS OF SUMMER THAT NO ONE ACTUALLY REALIZES
Joseph Mallord William Turner, “The painter of light” (1775-1851)
To me, songs are kind of like bookmarks. Have you ever listened to a song that you haven’t heard in a while, and all of a sudden, all the memories of that time period come back, and you remember what your life used to be like. They’re like milestones in your life.
“All these soft, warm nights going to waste when I ought to be lying in your arms under the moon- the dearest arms in all the world- darling arms that I love so to feel around me- How much longer before they’ll be here to stay? When I do get home again, you’ll certainly have a most awful time ever moving me one inch from you.”
—Zelda to Scott, 1919 (via thenocturnals)
A well dressed man is more attractive to me than a shirtless man with a six pack.
The Picture of Dorian Gray, Oscar Wilde.