[penguinrandomhouse]

When you are old and grey and full of sleep, And nodding by the fire, take down this book, And slowly read, and dream of the soft look Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep; How many loved your moments of glad grace, And loved your beauty with love false or true, But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you, And loved the sorrows of your changing face; And bending down beside the glowing bars, Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled And paced upon the mountains overhead And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.

When You Are Old by William Butler Yeats

Happy Yeats Day! William Butler Yeats was born 150 years ago today. If you happen to be in Ireland, check out some of the great events happening!

(via penguinrandomhouse)

[forgottengenres]

You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.

Terence McKenna  (via thatlitsite)

[seymacicek]

[awwwwsam]

Losing inspiration was the hardest thing I've gone through. Endless grey days all blending into the same dull shade. Eternity exists between the ticks of clocks. One day I woke up and realized that I knew precisely how my day would unfold; who I would see, what I would say, how I would feel and what I would do- and it drove me mad. What a waste of thus precious time. Is this how I honor my loved ones whose time has run out? By throwing mine away? No. I can't and I won't be this person. I will change. I will explore. I will bring justice to the word "life". And when I'm old and tired, I won't be grasping frantically for more time, I'll be quite ready for my long, peaceful nap

[todowithlinens-deactivated20180]

[mattgorman-blog]

I

[dymphnajude]

yourbaristaprobablyhatesyou

[explosm]

By @RobDenBleyker. He’s not at SLCC, but @TheKrisWilson and @daveexplosm are! Booth 1922!

[forgottengenres]

Sometimes I look at people and I make myself try and feel them as more than just a random person walking by. I imagine like how deep they’ve fallen in love, or how much heartbreak they’ve all been through.

Spike Jonze (via thatlitsite)

[awwwwsam]

[awwwwsam]

I've been so wrapped up in the motions of life recently, that I forgot why I'm trying so hard in the first place. Not going to lie, life has been EXTREMELY hard these last three months. A lot of change in such a short period of time and instead of wrestling my emotions head on, I chose to bury myself into my work and my routines without coming up for air. I've been drifting away from my normal amount of time I spend in nature on my hikes and it's made my disposition gloomy. Today, after I finally reached the threshold for all this noise, so I escaped to the woods for a particularly long hike. I started running as hard as I could, climbing as high as my arms would take me. I don't know when, or why I started crying, but it felt so good. The woods will always be my home, my solace. There's no hiding from myself there, because there is no reason to be anyone but my bare self. Nobody to impress, nobody to fool, nobody to entertain. I needed the perspective and I needed to let go, to push my body to the breaking point so that I could begin my journey to build myself back up again. I will never stray from my mountains for so long again

[forgottengenres]

Truth cannot be imparted. […] It must be inflicted.

Brian Evenson (via thatlitsite)

[flavorwire]

[teachingliteracy]

flavorpill:

Whimsical Animated GIFs of Illustrations From the Smithsonian Library

[forgottengenres]

The day alt-lit died was when it became too masturbatory to even finish itself off.

Jorge Malin (via thatlitsite)

[bookporn]

La caverne aux livres.

La caverne aux livres is a secondhand bookshop in Auvers-sur-Oise (30km to the North of Paris). The entrance of the bookshop is an ancient railway hangar, but from there you’ll quickly find yourself in an old postal train whose cars have been reconverted into giant bookshelves.

Text and photographs by Alexandre Duret-Lutz

[betterbooktitles]

Back to School on Better Book Titles.

Follow @DanWilbur for more book jokes.

(From the top, left to right: The Picture of Dorian Gray, The Catcher in the Rye, A Separate Peace, The Stranger, The Dictionary, 1984, Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret, The Brothers Karamazov, Ethan Frome, The Metamorphosis.)

[penguinrandomhouse]

A bit of end-of-summer melancholy for your morning…

[vegan-yums]

gluten free vegan chocolate peanut butter bundt cake

[awwwwsam]

Secrets

this song:

"

I've got bi-polar disorder My shit's not in order I'm overweight I'm always late I've got too many things to say I rock mom jeans, cat earrings Extrapolate my feelings My family is dysfunctional But we have a good time killing each other [Pre-Chorus:] They tell us from the time we're young To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves Inside ourselves I know I'm not the only one who spent so long attempting to be someone else Well I'm over it [Chorus:] I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) So-o-o-o-o what So what So what So what I can't think straight, I'm so gay Sometimes I cry a whole day I care a lot, use an analog clock And never know when to stop And I'm passive, aggressive I'm scared of the dark and the dentist I love my butt and won't shut up And I never really grew up [Pre-Chorus] They tell us from the time we're young To hide the things that we don't like about ourselves Inside ourselves I know I'm not the only one who spent so long attempting to be someone else Well I'm over it [Chorus:] I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) So what So what So what So what I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are (secrets are) So what So what So what So what (I don't care if the world knows what my secrets are) So what So what So what So what"

This song makes me smile for so many reasons. It's just a silly song but is so congruous with everything I've been feeling lately. It is SO freeing to be able to just be yourself and let your heavy secrets go. When you are able to talk about it, it takes the heavy away.

So here are a few of my demons that I have finally learned to dance with: 

1. I have huge fears of commitment because I am deathly afraid of any more abusive relationships in my life and I hate failing.

2. My mom is a bipolar alcoholic but I take care of her anyways because I need to.

3. I need recoup days where I dont talk to anyone after ive had a particularly emotionally draining day.

4. I have an addictive personality. I used to be addicted to drugs alcohol and self injuring, now it is caffeine, books and making cupcakes (life could be worse)

5. I don't say the word love very often, but if you look close, you can see it. 

6. I am afraid of yelling and acts of anger like slamming doors or throwing things.

7. I still fight depression daily, but hate medicating. Sometimes keeping my happy face on all day just completely wipes me out, but I will never stop trying. ever.

To whoever is reading this- your secrets are what you hold closest to you, thus they are sometimes the biggest part of you and you should love yourself enough to trust them to someone else. Letting go of them is scary as hell, but LET ME TELL YOU, it feels so good to not feel like half of a person and to finally feel comfortable in your own skin. Take comfort that someone out there is going through the same thing as you and everything will be okay.