deporah turbeville for vogue italia,march 1998.

I whisper “what the fuck” to myself 50 times a day

it’s sad to see a good person change

make some coffee and don’t think about anyone bro

Me + you + car + music = all I need

please send emergency hugs

If my mouth don’t say it, my face definitely will.

you’ve got all my attention, lucky you

we young but we stressing like we 40

Rainy nights please come.

Remember to celebrate yourself. No one knows what it takes to be you.

I spend hours looking through lyrics and quotes to find the words that I cannot say

no one is too busy, you’re just not a priority

I dont make time for someone who doesn’t make time for me… simple

I’d give you the world if I could

Just being comfortable with someone is really enough.

sometimes being alone is the upgrade

Tumblr always better at midnight