"The World is Quiet Here."

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2 days ago · 5 notes

"The heart is hard to translate,
It has a language of its own.
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs
and prayers and proclamations." — All This and Heaven Too, by Florence and the Machine

(Source: cuntented)


2 weeks ago · 51 notes · originally from cuntented

"I am seeking, I am striving, I am in it with all my heart." — Vincent Van Gogh

(Source: quote-book, via flyingfarther)


2 weeks ago · 3,805 notes · originally from quote-book

Preacher’s Rock in Norway is on my bucket list of places to see.

Preacher’s Rock in Norway is on my bucket list of places to see.

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1 month ago · 14,302 notes · originally from synodik

"We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race, and the human race is filled with passion! And medicine, law, business, engineering - these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love - these are what we stay alive for! To quote from whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless - of cities filled with the foolish…. What good amid these, O me, O life? Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse.” That the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?" — Dead Poet’s Society


1 month ago · 1 note

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On Your Porch, by The Format.

I was on your porch, the smoke sank into my skin, so I came inside to be with you.

And we talked all night, about everything we could imagine, ‘cause come the morning I’ll be gone. And as our eyes start to close, I turn to you and I let you know - that I love you.

Well, my dad was sick, and my mom, she cared for him. Her love, it nursed him back to life. And me, I ran. I couldn’t even look at him, for fear I’d have to say goodbye.

And as I start to leave, he grabs me by the shoulder and he tells me, ”What’s left to lose? You’ve done enough. And if you fail, well, then you fail, but not to us. ’Cause these last three years, I know they’ve been hard. But now it’s time to get out of the desert and into the sun - even if it’s alone.”

So now here I sit, in a hotel off of Sunset. My thoughts bounce off of Sam’s guitar. And that’s the way its been, ever since we were kids, but now, now we’ve got something to prove. And I, I can see their eyes. But tell me something - can they see mine?

‘Cause whats left to lose? I’ve done enough. And if I fail, well, then I fail, but i gave it a shot. And these last three years, I know they’ve been hard, but now its time to get out of the desert and into the sun - even if it’s alone.

I was on your porch last night, the smoke it sank into my skin.

2 months ago · 39 notes

Also, I’m really enjoying the shirt I bought tonight. I love how the members of fun. are strong advocate for gay rights. I’m feeling good about my purchase.

Also, I’m really enjoying the shirt I bought tonight. I love how the members of fun. are strong advocate for gay rights. I’m feeling good about my purchase.


2 months ago · 10 notes