(via srsly)

cereeeeennnnnnnnnn:

The marks humans leave are often scars…

(via teachingliteracy)

nayx:

this is like one of those tumblr text posts that never happened except this happened

(via pinstripe)

A long time ago I learned not to explain things to people. It misleads them into thinking they’re entitled to know everything I do.

Lisa Kleypas, Dreaming of You (via that-yuhja)

(via booklover)

Oh, what the hell… If something was going to happen, let it happen. It something wanted to happen, let it happen.

HARUKI MURAKAMI, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle (via goodgriefless)

(via fuckyeahreading)

Everyone, at some point in their lives, wakes up in the middle of the night with the feeling that they are all alone in the world, and that nobody loves them now and that nobody will ever love them, and that they will never have a decent night’s sleep again and will spend their lives wandering blearily around a loveless landscape, hoping desperately that their circumstances will improve, but suspecting in their heart of hearts, that they will remain unloved forever. The best thing to do in these circumstances is to wake someone else up, so that they can feel this way, too.

Lemony Snicket, Horseradish (via bookmania)

(via eft)

You are a woman. Skin and bones, veins and nerves, hair and sweat. You are not made of metaphors. Not apologies, not excuses.

Sarah Kay, excerpt from “The Type”  (via thatkindofwoman)

(via eft)

aseaofquotes:

 David Eagleman, “Metamorphosis”

(via aseaofquotes)

vvictoriarayxoxo:

megablaziken:

I went to the Met today

L O L

(via pinstripe)

#lol  

max-peck:

This is 35 seconds of Neil deGrasse Tyson dancing or: The greatest 35 seconds of your entire life.

Gold.

(via eft)