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“To what shall I compare this life of ours? Even before I can say it is like a lightning flash or a dewdrop it is no more.”

— Sengai (via soracities)

electraheart2012

being alive is like: you want to go home. you don't know where home is. you want to go home. you don't know where home is. you want to go home. you haven't known for a long time. you want to go home but you don't know where you'd go. you want to go home you want to go home you want to go home

weltenwellen

Susan Sontag, As Consciousness Is Harnessed to Flesh

thebootydiaries

Cop: Have you been drinking?

Me: I been drankin'

Cop: Surfbort

Me: Surfbort

thepoetryofascension

miracles in february. wealth in february. love in february. comfort in february. laughter in february. bliss in february. success in february. friendship in february. beauty in february. joy in february. harmony in february. blessings in february. balance in february. soul in february.

violentwavesofemotion-deactivat

Velimir Khlebnikov, from Collected Poems & Selected Writings; “Everland,”

nickholmes

makinginfinity

Karel

threebigolsausages-deactivated2

me [calling mall security]: check your security cameras right now mall security: there’s a guy doing squats, but I don’t see much- me: yea that’s me, critique my form

yavn

hello 911? hi yeah omg sorry i know it’s late and this is probably so annoying like i hell don’t wanna bother you haha, like i know you’re probs mad at me, are you mad at me? actually don’t answer that it’s okay haha. omg this is so stupid like i sound like such a crybaby right now, like for real i’m listening to myself talk and i’m like “aaahh you’re so embarrassing!!” haha like … omg haha i’m so… anyway. what was i saying? oh right. so i was just stabbed in the chest and