Living in the Moment

crash-mcbarason:

to people that sleep with their bedroom doors open:you are brave but you are going to die young

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shorefiremedia:

a shorty Trombone Shorty and the legendary Bo Diddley

shorefiremedia:

a shorty Trombone Shorty and the legendary Bo Diddley

— 2 days ago with 105 notes
sweetheartsigma:

prepavenue:

Eenie meenie miney mo  (at www.prepavenue.com)

I need these in my life

sweetheartsigma:

prepavenue:

Eenie meenie miney mo (at www.prepavenue.com)

I need these in my life

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— 4 days ago with 980 notes
"You tried to change, didn’t you? Closed your mouth more, tried to be softer, prettier, less volatile, less awake…You can’t make homes out of human beings. Someone should have already told you that."
Warsan Shire (via efidelity)

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exceptdissent:

visitscotland:

A Highland Coo and her calf wandering down an empty road, Argyll and the Isles, Scotland. Credit: Andy Maclachlan.

:).

exceptdissent:

visitscotland:

A Highland Coo and her calf wandering down an empty road, Argyll and the Isles, Scotland. Credit: Andy Maclachlan.

:).

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— 5 days ago with 6960 notes
"We don’t really know it, but we sense it: there is a sister ship to our life which takes a totally different route."
Tomas Tranströmer: “The Blue House,” in Selected Poems 1954–1986 (New York: The Ecco Press, 1987), 166. Thanks to Sugar on the Rumpus and her excellent column for drawing my attention to it. (via crashinglybeautiful)

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— 1 week ago with 138 notes
"There’s a dream where we break all the dishes in my kitchen and then
eat the pieces.
I know it’s a dream because we are still alive after we swallow.
It sounds more like a nightmare,
and it would be, except that we are together,
so even the fractured ceramic is tender as we chew it.

There’s a dream where we want our own world,
so we cut it out of blue and green paper like a science project,
except your silhouette is every piece of land
and my spine is every mountain range laying across you.

Here are the broken plates
mending inside of us, healing soft and pliant, bending like the necks of swans,
forgetting that they are glass.
Maybe we can forget, too.
I can kiss you where it’s sharp
until you can’t remember how the pain
made you someone to be afraid of.

There’s a dream where nothing bleeds, but everything is alive,
where broken things can be made
unbroken just by wishing it.

Let me tell you about the earth
and what it looked like before we
got our hands on it.
Let me tell you about the earth and
how it broke apart like a plate on
the tile floor.
We all know what it is to be unmade.
In a dream, we tried to forget."
— 1 week ago with 1298 notes

Posy ring with pictogram inscription, ‘Two hands, one heart, Till death us part.’ Made in England in the 17th century (source).

Posy ring with pictogram inscription, ‘Two hands, one heart, Till death us part.’ Made in England in the 17th century (source).

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"If I were really really ridiculously wealthy, I wouldn’t buy a mansion, just tiny apartments in every city I love."
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"To be loved, I think, is the thing that gets you up in the morning"

Phillip Seymour Hoffman,

Morning Edition, NPR April 2012 

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