"Everyone knows the road to hell is paved with good intentions"

(Source: zenaddict, via tara-nicoleivy)

My garden feels like home to all of the spiders, moths and woodlice, in London, and it just makes cigarettes at night almost unbearable. 

Very much enjoying the fact that I can climb onto the flat bit of roof from my new window, and all of a sudden I have my own little roof terrace. 

Driving back to London in a few hours, to move into my new house. Almost a grown up.

Joseph Kosuth
Box, Cube, Empty, Clear, Glass – a Description, 1965


I had my boyfriend who smokes use matches for a few days instead of a lighter and record the date and time and whatever he was thinking about while smoking. 
It’s funny that he quit smoking a few weeks after this project.