James Dean with Marcus, a Siamese cat who was a gift from Elizabeth Taylor.
Eleanor & Park, Rainbow Rowell (via oddi-tea)
read this a while back cried like a little bitch
She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
Try to imagine a life without timekeeping. You probably can’t. You know the month, the year, the day of the week. There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car. You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie. Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored. Birds are not late. A dog does not check its watch. Deer do not fret over passing birthdays. Man alone measures time. Man alone chimes the hour. And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures. A fear of time running out.