‎Sometimes, I think I’m made of metal…When I sleep on my heart, I can feel my body growing hollow and my skin is like plate. Then, when the blood beats inside me, it’s as if someone were calling by knocking on my stomach and I can feel my own copper sound in the bed….Put your ear to my ribs when I sleep on the left side and you’ll hear me echoing.
― Gabriel Garcia Marquez, ‘Eyes of a Blue Dog’ (via halfwayacrossamerica)

musictyme:

Don’t Hold The Wall

why is there still not a sufficient choreography to this song!!!

She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?

― (via phaibooty)
And there is no drug around that’s quite like what I found in you.
― Frank Ocean (via itsthelesbiana)

But the 8-hour workday is too profitable for big business, not because of the amount of work people get done in eight hours (the average office worker gets less than three hours of actual work done in 8 hours) but because it makes for such a purchase-happy public. Keeping free time scarce means people pay a lot more for convenience, gratification, and any other relief they can buy. It keeps them watching television, and its commercials. It keeps them unambitious outside of work.

We’ve been led into a culture that has been engineered to leave us tired, hungry for indulgence, willing to pay a lot for convenience and entertainment, and most importantly, vaguely dissatisfied with our lives so that we continue wanting things we don’t have. We buy so much because it always seems like something is still missing.

Your Lifestyle Has Already Been Designed (via theaurore)