Unwinding Infinity
charleyzheng:

Pastel summer

charleyzheng:

Pastel summer

What’s terrible is to pretend that second-rate is first-rate. To pretend that you don’t need love when you do; or you like your work when you know quite well you’re capable of better.
Doris Lessing, The Golden Notebook (via kushandwizdom)
I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, racked with sorrow; but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.
Agatha Christie (via kushandwizdom)

rabioheab:

so do you guys think the world is going to end in 2012 or what 

nosdrinker:

wittgensteinsmister:

reaperlight:

mastersynn:

thoughtsofallie:

I think this may be a sign that there’s something wrong with the way schools teach

Well no wonder we all fucked up

"I think we’re all mentally ill; those of us outside the asylums only hide it a little better (and maybe not that much better after all)."
— Stephen King, Danse Macabre


love when things don’t give sources for outrageous claims

there is literally no way to measure this

nosdrinker:

wittgensteinsmister:

reaperlight:

mastersynn:

thoughtsofallie:

I think this may be a sign that there’s something wrong with the way schools teach

Well no wonder we all fucked up

"I think we’re all mentally ill; those of us outside the asylums only hide it a little better (and maybe not that much better after all)."
Stephen King, Danse Macabre

love when things don’t give sources for outrageous claims

there is literally no way to measure this

REBLOG IF U HELLA STRESSED

fluffyfit:

surimistick:

i was making a lot of mistakes and then my archery instructor said:

“you make mistakes because you’re focusing on the target and not on your actions”

and i was like woah

thanks for giving me the best life advice i’ve ever gotten

guys just think about how applicable this is to EVERYFUCKINGTHING

A little talent is a good thing to have if you want to be a writer. But the only real requirement is the ability to remember every scar.
Stephen King (via kushandwizdom)
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.

The Winter of the Air  (via fuckinq)

I just burst into tears…

(via tegvns)

You are always
ticking inside of me and I dream of you
more often than I don’t.
My body is a dead language
and you pronounce
each word perfectly.
Sierra Demulder (via kushandwizdom)

thefuuuucomics:

ICE BUCKET CHALLENGE FAIL

helyon:

Me as fuckin hell

helyon:

Me as fuckin hell