an amazing weekend with my best friends at rockness festival 2013

love them

people should just call me chanel no. slut

or maybe yves saint la slut

me when i got back from rockness this morning like an hour ago
absolute train wreck
stayed the full weekend
made new friends
and i was the last one standing
and i got a major tan from the carribean sun so now i look like greek or something and i ain’t complaining bout dis tan
anyway
just call me yves saint la slut
2last night when we walked to tesco for food and last minute rockness shizz
now i’m so escited cause it’s only a sleep away
i’ve changed a lot too this year

dog days are over by florence and the machine is like the mona lisa in music form as you don’t know if it’s meant to be happy or sad

love it so much

xx

i am so excited for rocknessĀ 

with all my friends

summery clothes

summer sun

summery music

alcohol

ahhhhhhhhhhh

I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

-Sylvia Plath (via wanduring)

the bags under my eyes are so chanel

lovely sunset up where my mum’s house is tonight 

summer nights are the best
as are the views up here
threeoverten:

Teddy Roosevelt’s diary entry from the day his wife died. He never spoke of her death again.