lamedere:

babies screaming when you’re out shopping

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(Source: lamedere)

"My mother taught me
the distinct smell before the rain,
the promise of cleansing.
Didn’t anyone warn you
I’m what natural disasters
are named after?
I am a river,
good luck controlling me
good luck slowing me down.
There isn’t an ounce of age
to my soul."

Michelle K., Aries in the Mornings. (via unbalvncedx)

vanilla-beaan:

My new favorite flower

vanilla-beaan:

My new favorite flower

"It is a lonely idea, a lonely condition, so terrifying to think of that we usually don’t. And so we talk to each other, write and wire each other, call each other short and long distance across land and sea, clasp hands with each other at meeting and at parting, fight each other and even destroy each other because of this always somewhat thwarted effort to break through walls to each other. As a character in a play once said, ‘We’re all of us sentenced to solitary confinement inside our own skins.’"

Tennessee Williams, from “Person-To-Person,” in New Selected Essays: Where I Live, ed. John S. Bak (New Directions, 2009)  (via apoetreflects)

(Source: fables-of-the-reconstruction)

miguelmarquezoutside:

Temporary wet weather signage recently placed in various Sydney locations.

aimso:

Apparently how people feel after waking up from naps.

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How I feel after waking up from naps.

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dozydozy:

fruitbat46:

this speaks to me

I love eggs someone get me this

(Source: kogyaru)

liompayne:

"what did u do all day?"

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"I stood there trying to figure out what I had done. I felt like crying but nothing came out. it was just a sort of sad sickness, sick sad, when you can’t feel any worse. I think you know it. I think everybody knows it now and then. but I think I have known it pretty often, too often."

Bukowski, “Doing Time with Public Enemy No. 1”  (via bluepurplenotion)