i’ve been thinking about the scene in Fury when Brad Pitt and his buddies break into those ladies’ house and demand they cook them breakfast, and if it happened to me it’d be a case of ‘okay guys thats cool i mean i have a beef and tomato pot noodle and about 3 custard creams in that you’re welcome to share, but only one fork and the kettle’s been a bit dodgy recently which is only an issue if you dont like cold pot noodle?’
when your parents try to explain a million things to you and youve just woken up
"we ourselves are made of star dust"
they find can understand the movements of the planets, interpret the darkest creases of the night sky. they find themselves aglow with starlight.
Cemetery fog. Moravian Cemetery, Staten Island, New York. Follow my flickr for more graveyard photography.
Lily Collins attends the ‘Love, Rosie’ premiere in Rome (October 19)
"Wizard" Photographed by Tim Walker for LOVE #12 F/W 2014.15
[…] as he ducks behind the display of greeting cards—there’s an out of focus, Father’s Day’s card beside his face on the screen. It felt like a very exacting moment of in the movie—since, after all, it’s about fathers and sons.
caring what boys think is so 20th century
don’t know what’s comin’ tomorrow,
maybe it’s trouble and sorrow,
but we’ll travel along, sharin’ our load,
side by side.