retracingben:

Love Her Madly - The Doors

All your love is gone
So sing a lonely song
Of a deep blue dream
Seven horses seem
To be on the mark

When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes.
― (via c0ntemplations)

gleaks:

i’m made of skin so I guess I’m skinny

Never forget what a person says to you when they are angry.
― Henry Ward Beecher  (via h0odrich)

(Source: observando)