“…the primeval man was round, his back and sides forming a circle; and he had four hands and the same number of feet, one head with two faces, looking opposite ways, set on a round neck and precisely alike; also four ears, two privy members, and the remainder to correspond. … Terrible was their might and strength, and the thoughts of their hearts were great, and they made an...
Pianos in London! →
I think this is such a fantastic idea, but unfortunately I don’t think they’re still there.
rainkissedwindows: One thing i do miss about high school: The talent pool is relatively small; you’re only competing with a couple hundred others. Now the talent pool is 38,000, and soon it will be the whole freakin’ world. I got no effin’ chance at anything but average. Depressing, but true. I definitely know what you mean about the average thing. Sometimes I feel like I’m capable of...
aliceandthecullens: One day, when we are old and wrinkly (me slightly more, you slightly less), when we meet for tea and cake or something of that fashion, when I complain about being an old fart, you can revel in the fact that you are younger than us all. Until then, I’ll be legal before you! We can gloat now, but you’ll have the last laugh— literally. Just wait fifty or so years, mmmmkay? Love...
I was talking with my little sister last night, and met with a bestest buddy of mine today. As they were updating me on their lives I realized something - I’m so boring! Or…well, I’m big headed. So I’ll say that I’m not necessarily boring, but the things that I’ve been doing - how I spend my time, it’s so boring to hear. I’ll have to change that. ...
Sister: Jane, you know those kids at school who wear cat ears?
Me: ... no...
Sister: You know, at school?
Sister: Those kids! Who wear the cat ears, and the tails!
What's going on at Cleveland high school?
I sleep with my windows open and watch as the moon filters through to light up my room. In the bright darkness, I play with shadows on the walls. I pretend they’re my friends from a faraway land telling me dark, shadow secrets. And when the morning comes, they’ve gone. I sleep with my windows open and push aside lace curtains to climb onto my roof. Gravel digging into the soft skin of...
Went running today - and it sucked. I mean, more than usual. I realize that in Berkeley I tend to run late at night, which means it’s a lot cooler and scarier, so I’m more motivated to run. But here I’m out in the middle of the afternoon, squinting in the sunlight and feeling gross. Ahhhh, exercise. <3
I’m trying so hard to let you love me; but I’m terrified of getting hurt.
kurt & burt hummel
That is all.
insanelytame asked: Haha....at first I thought that was an inside joke. Like when someone said "Hello dancing fish!", you would say 19....then I realized that you read something wrong that I wrote. haha.
ANYWAYS, I'm okay. :D
ANYWAYS, I'm okay. :D
I’ve dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and...– Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
To love and miss someone so much, when to them, you are already forgotten. To be turned into nothing more than a distant memory, like a dream from many years ago.
Most handy spell.
fymustaches: colorfieldsandwagonwheels: lionversusbear: Because anything HP + Mustache must be reblogged.
flowm: I wish I watched LOST. There, I said it!
lolita alice: a "core" moment →
[Studio Art with the perverted/indie/genius magnet kids] *paint paint* *brush brush* *stops* Becky: (to no one in particular) Do you think love is fickle? In unison: Yes. *nods* *resumes painting* A retreat to love but absurdity, anxiety, and death will be your companions. I worked… (referring to the ouroboros) Wow, get out of my head. Except..not really, because I love you and...
I know that I’m in college, and I should take advantage of summer to expand my resume/get some experience, and the like, but I’m having a hard time. I spend my afternoons scouring the area for jobs, and sending out resumes but the more I get rejected the more discouraged I get. I know that’s really not the attitude I should be having, but what with moving, working at the shop,...
‘’For Girls Only, Probably… Being thin. Probably not a subject that you ever...– J.K. Rowling (via curvesahead) She is the most amazing woman ever. :) Made my night (via okaylove) (via spaceouttt) (via istalksnape) I’m sorry, so many reblogs & photos, and not too many substantial text entries. But this, just…wow. J.K. Rowling<3
I ‘never told my love’ vocally; still, if looks have language, the...– Emily Bronte, Wuthering Heights
It’s so different here. Sprinklers spout fat drops onto the grass below, and I hear the neighbor’s snore through the thin walls of my town house. When I walk outside, the pavement is cool beneath my feet and I hear frogs croaking in the darkness as crickets cry out into the night. So different from my other home, where everything is bathed in the orange glow of street lamps. Where the...
…and the thing that sucks is, my heart is like a sieve.– Francine Pascal, Fearless
Why not keep it for yourself?” Gaia heard herself asking. It was unusual for her...– Francine Pascal, Fearless
Yet high over the city our line of yellow windows must have contributed their...– -F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby A for-fun reread
After city finals I went to Las Fuentes and ate an entire burrito al pastor. A lot of you probably don’t care, but this is for the sake of certain people who like to believe that I subsist on air. (Which is absolutely ridiculous.) P.S. - It was a legit burrito. Imagine Chipotle covered in sauce and cheese.
note to self
James Ensor. I missed the Tim Burton exhibit at MoMA. This makes me incredibly sad.