Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

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"So look at the fleeting stars with fleeting eyes, and feel how the earth beneath you gives. It is all a temporary manifestation of particles and it is all unraveling to particulate silence. The bustle of the human day will come and will go. And then there will be night.

But how beautiful these moments within the dissolve. What a temporary perfection we can find in this passing world: everything good ever done, everything good that was done today and all the good people doing it, and back and back, and forward and forward. All that beauty within a universe unraveling.

Be proud of your place in the cosmos. It is small. And yet it is. How unlikely. How fantastic. And stupid. And excellent."

- Welcome to Night Vale, Episode 49-B  (via budddha)

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–George Orwell

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"Falling in love is not the only adventure worthy of a young woman."

- Caitlin Stasey (via aworldofexperiences)

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"Maybe it won’t work out. But maybe seeing if it does will be the best adventure ever."

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Time Stacks by Matt Molloy

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break yourself apart; put yourself together



It’s best to view these while listening to Lee Moses “Bad Girl”
Let’s all keep in mind that there should never be one single interpretation. Interpret them however you see fit, and however they may or may not relate to you.  

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trippy man


I don’t want to look back in five years time and think, ‘We could have been magnificent, but I was afraid.’ In 5 years I want to tell of how fear tried to cheat me out of the best thing in life, and I didn’t let it.


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Grand Central, NYC 1929Its not possible anymore to take such photograph, as the buildings outside block the sun rays.

I think about this at least once a day

who cares it looks sick

"One day the war will be over, and I can return to my poem."