May 2013
ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
“You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.”
– Pablo Neruda (via thelittlephilosopher)
“Let us forget with generosity those who cannot love us”
– Pablo Neruda (via thelittlephilosopher)
“The books that help you most are those which make you think the most. The...”
– Pablo Neruda (via thelittlephilosopher)
“In the eyes of mourning the land of dreams begins.”
– Pablo Neruda (via thelittlephilosopher)
“Just look at us. Everything is backwards. Everything is upside-down. Doctors...”
– Michael Ellner (via fatfairies)
sunshineface0014:
assbutt-in-the-garrison:
I need my glasses to find my glasses do you see my problem
You can’t even see your problem
jesuschristvevo:
brushing your teeth at night is a difficult thing to do because its like a semipermanent decision once you brush your teeth thats it you cant eat for the rest of the night and i just never know if im willing to make that commitment
“And I can tell that she’s closed her eyes to shut me out. You know, I become...”
– David Foster Wallace, Brief Interviews With Hideous Men (via serialstranger)
shedisenchants:
shedisenchants:
so every year after the juniors finish reading The Great Gatsby my high school english teacher throws a Gatsby party at his huge house and everyone shows up in period clothing and Charlestons to 20s music and my english teacher just wears a suit and stands off to the side staring wistfully out the window the entire night
you guys think I’m joking??
teenagedaddy:
its hard to be a good person when everyone is so stupid
