Crossing Fog Somewhere In Switzerland

Finding old music you used to love is like getting back in touch with an old friend.

why do i feel so good about it? >•<

I am a quiet seeker.

embrace the joys of not being included in everything

я обожнюю книги. книжки. книжечки. книжочки. книжечечки.

це єдине, до чого я не байдужа

imagine being the first ancient person to realize that the ocean and their tears taste the same. imagine realizing that your sorrow and the waves share a taste. i wouldve gone crazy

The feminine urge this, the masculine urge that, what about the the morbid longing for the picturesque at all cost???