chimes of freedom flashing.

Far between sundown's finish an' midnight's broken toll

As majestic bells of bolts struck shadows in the sounds

Starry-eyed an' laughing as I recall when we were caught

Trapped by no track of hours for they hanged suspended

words, bob dylan
photos, victor vauthier

sleep to dream.

I got my feet on the ground, and i don't go to sleep to dream. you got your head in the clouds and you're not at all what you seem. this mind, this body, and this voice cannot be stifled by your deviant ways. so don't forget what i told you, don't come around, i got my own hell to raise.


words, fiona apple
photos, lauren ward (of natalie)

i believe in you.

your magic's real so why aren't you using it


you could have the world for yourself

you don't ever have to worry about losing it


the magic inside of you is infinite


photos, Viktor Vauthier
words, YACHT