Arne Jacobsen Drop Chair Originally designed in 1958

Oh how we forget
that everything is a choice
and we can decide.

I woke up in the morning and I didn’t want anything, didn’t do anything, couldn’t do it anyway, just lay there listening to the blood rush through me and it never made any sense, anything.

— Richard Siken  (via desertionexodus)


Danila Tkachenko

It’s all too much and not enough at the same time.

Jack Kerouac 
(via anatolij)

Loving someone
who hates themselves
is a special kind of violence,
a fight inside the bones,
a war within the blood.

— Yrsa Daley-Ward ‘A steady, blunt Self Harm.’ (via thiswillnotlast)

Giulia Bersani

By April, life has killed you.