438 notes • 5:31 PM
1 note • 9:01 PM

Can there be a Queen of composure with no consequences?

Winded and woozy for the sake of symphonic surroundings.

One, two, three, four | two two three four | three two three four | I counted measures longer than it takes one (two three four) to forget. 

Everlong — Foo Fighters

And I wonder
When I sing along with you
If everything could ever feel this real forever
If anything could ever be this good again

(Source: chikicha)

306 Plays • 3:47 PM
1 note • 1:30 PM
" Maybe it meant something. Maybe not, in the long run, but no explanation, no mix of words or music or memories can touch that sense of knowing that you were there and alive in that corner of time and the world. Whatever it meant. "
by Hunter S. Thompson (via likeafieldmouse)

(via huntervalentina)