January 2011
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ahostofgoldendaffodils:
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“…Human beings are not born once and for all on the day their mothers give birth...”
– Gabriel García Márquez (via ish07)
Parents imagine their kids out partying and doing...
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johnaaay:
susanlay:
The reality of it is that their kids are eating out at random food places and getting fat, having long discussions about life in the car, or eating again at a friend’s house.
If I could just get this on a plaque near my moms face, my life would be complete.
yes, dad, please understand this
oh my god this all i do
“Life should not be the journey to the grave with the intention of arriving in a...”
– Hunter S. Thompson (via spiro-fhtagn)
Buddhas and Scuba: The most awesome way to explain... →
screweduplifeofme:
“The greatest achievement is selflessness. The greatest worth is self-mastery. The greatest quality is seeking to serve others. The greatest precept is continual awareness. The greatest medicine is the emptiness of everything. The greatest action is not conforming with the worlds ways. The…
ditched my first class
i’m sick. and there is a puppy and egg salad here in 10L. need i say more?
he reminds me to write.
even if it gets somewhere, something starts.
“In my mind I know I’m the right person for you, and you know it too. How do we...”
– found in a book at the library. (via rememberlastnight)
relevant
(via statictransmissions)
“You felt no reality, no knife of sorrow cut your intestines to bits. Only a...”
– Sylvia Plath (via mariposite)
“Happiness consists in realizing it is all a great strange dream”
– Jack Kerouac (via ish07)
“Loneliness adds beauty to life. It puts a special burn on sunsets and makes...”
– Henry Rollins (via eroded)
“She stretched, her arms flung back above her head on the white silk pillow, and...”
– The Fountainhead, Ayn Rand. (via ish07)
english tea with milk and sugar in my mustache mug and french music…
…AND NUTELLA.
because it's all about the journey.
[watching glee regionals]
i walked halfway across the apartment floor and i just stopped, as sunday started squealing in the bedroom. because i had breathed in, and it hit me like a train: i was home.
“I’m tired of pursuing. I wanna be pursued.”
– (via timestandingstill)
LIKE AN OWL. →
and i can get it in dark blue.
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