you're trying hard to breathe

"be what you will and then thrown down your life oh it's a damned fine game and we can play all night beat the skins and let the loose lips kiss you clean quietly pour out like light like light, like answering the sun you're staring at the sun you're standing in the sea your mouth is open wide you're trying hard to breathe the water's at your neck there's lightning in your teeth your body's over me" -TV On the Radio

Went to the Veluwe with Bail (Hedera Helix). From far away the land looks barren but up close everything is intensely detailed. The grass pops when you walk, delicate webs line fox holes, the sand is oddly intricate. Everything peels and is worn away and there is a whole range of beautiful colours..maroons and mustards and strange tints and a gray sky.

dress:New Yorker. shoes:Converse tights:street market gloves:Bijou Brigette