manipulated daydreams, sophisticated mood swings.

love, music, & semi-detailed daydreams from my chaotic mind.

#puzzle pieces #daydreamer'splaylist

Blurry photos for a blurry weekend.

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Lana Del Rey - West Coast

''I can see my baby swinging, his parliament's on fire, when his hands are up on the balcony and I'm singing Ooh baby, ooh baby, I'm in love''

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Honest; The Neighbourhood.

My second time posting this song, I dunno why it took me so long to fall in love with it. 

Press play lovelies. 




  • these past two weekends have made me feel like i live a different life.
  • so grateful to be able to experience everything that i have lately. 
  • vegas really is alot of fun haha.
  • its the small things that matter, like your bestfriend texting you to go to his birthday party…8 hours away. the unexpected things you know? 
  • coachella withdrawal…it’s real.
  • why dwell on all the bad things when you have so many good things infront of you and so many good things to come?
  • i can never stop the daydreaming gahhh.
  • i want a burrito and some carne asada fries right now.
  • at least i can say i was brave!

thank you to the ones that can fix a bad day with the smallest gesture.

thank you to the ones that stuck around after all this time.

thank you to the ones that never gave up on me.

thank you to the ones that will always see me through.


We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”

I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.

Let our scars fall in love.

—   Galway Kinnell (via observando)

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