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I don’t want anything from you, at all. I just want to be the person you choose to sit next to in a room full with all the people you have known.
(via pumbra)
I love unmade beds. I love when people are drunk and crying and cannot be anything but honest in that moment. I love the look in people’s eyes when they realize they’re in love. I love the way people look when they first wake up and they’ve forgotten their surroundings. I love the gasp people take when their favorite character dies. I love when people close their eyes and drift to somewhere in the clouds. I fall in love with people and their honest moments all the time. I fall in love with their breakdowns and their smeared makeup and their daydreams. Honesty is just too beautiful to ever put into words.
I and me are always too deeply in conversation.
Friedrich Nietzsche (via wordsnquotes)
I am profoundly enchanted by the flowing complexity in you.
John Keats, from a letter to Fanny Brawne dated 5 November, 1820 (via lubromir)
awowoowooooa:

sixpence none the richer

awowoowooooa:

sixpence none the richer

The opportunities keep getting better and the scripts keep getting more interesting and the people I get to work with get more and more awesome. It’s a kind of whirlwind and I try to keep moving forward because I think if I spend too much time looking back, it would become almost unfathomable, really.

humansofnewyork:

"I’m always sad.""Are there certain thoughts associated with the sadness?""No, the sadness is under the thoughts. It’s like when you’re on a camping trip, and it’s really cold, and you put on extra socks, and an extra sweater, but you still can’t get warm, because the coldness is in your bones.""Do you hope to get away from it?""Not anymore. I just hope to come to peace with it."

humansofnewyork:

"I’m always sad."
"Are there certain thoughts associated with the sadness?"
"No, the sadness is under the thoughts. It’s like when you’re on a camping trip, and it’s really cold, and you put on extra socks, and an extra sweater, but you still can’t get warm, because the coldness is in your bones."
"Do you hope to get away from it?"
"Not anymore. I just hope to come to peace with it."

All great deeds and great works have a ridiculous beginning. Great works are often born on a street corner or in a restaurant’s revolving door.
Albert Camus, The Myth Of Sisyphus. (via newbeatnik)
Stop treating love like a temple. Love never saved anyone I know. Love certainly never saved me
dollmeat7:

Frida Kahlo

dollmeat7:

Frida Kahlo

liefplus:

israel & palestine: a very short introduction

helpful video by jewish voice for peace that gives a historical introduction to why israelis and palestinians are fighting, why the u.s.-backed peace process has been an impediment to peace, and what u can do to make a difference <3

This is not totally unbiased but it’s a pretty decent summation of what’s going on and how to help

You kiss me with your mouth wide open like you’re not afraid of swallowing poison. I taste the good and bad in you and want them both. We call this bravery.
Anita Ofokansi, Literary Sexts (via teaparties)