인생은 계속된다

lena | gemini | xxviii | enfp you see in the world what you have in your heart

[jaimelannistre-archived]

You’ve read it? You read it, aloud. And then went, “Yowzah!”

[hellshee]

the best thing about tumblr is that you can watch a show and then you come here and someone has made a gifset of it and you can put it on your blog like a sticker in a journal

[petaltexturedskies]

Is there another life? Shall I awake and find all this a dream? There must be, we cannot be created for this sort of suffering.

John Keats, from a letter to Charles Brown, featured in The Selected Letters of John Keats

[guiltrose-deactivated20180203]

do me a solid and just reblog this saying what time it is where you are and what you’re thinking about in the tags.

[dniudsnf]

ethereal things to stay alive for

flowers blooming

hugging someone after a long time

wandering in bookstores

late night talks

listening to vinyl records

walking through forests

the smell of rain

dancing late at night

fairy lights

seeing jellyfish

listening to nature in the morning

flower meadows

[rosetylecr]

Clara sometimes asks me if I dream. “Of course I dream”, I tell her. “Everybody dreams”. “But what do you dream about?”, she’ll ask. “The same thing everybody dreams about”, I tell her. “I dream about where I’m going.” She always laughs at that. “But you’re not going anywhere, you’re just wandering about.” That’s not true. Not anymore. I have a new destination. My journey is the same as yours, the same as anyone’s. It’s taken me so many years, so many lifetimes, but at last I know where I’m going. Where I’ve always been going. Home. The long way round. Doctor Who (23 November 1963 — ) Happy 55th anniversary!

[lonelygodinthetardis]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God! It is, isn’t it? You found him. You actually found Robin Hood.

[cozybug-deactivated20231208]

be poetic. if you find the way the light falls through your window and onto your bedroom wall pretty, write about it. call it soft and golden as sunlit honey. if it makes you glad to be alive then it’s not silly. you look for the beauty of things, be proud of that. say the heavy rain is kissing you. write about the glow of the moon, the dancing of flowers. make your world magical. collect your metaphors and treasure them.

[petaltexturedskies]

Mary Oliver, from "White Flowers" in New and Selected Poems, Vol. I

[rapidlydecayingcorpse]

i am nothing without music genuinely i couldnt live in a world without music and songs and singing and instruments

[harlecore]

the song of achilles, madeline miller

[rosetylecr]

How did you know? Those big sad eyes.

[historyofartdaily]

Louvre, Pavillon Mollien, Pavillon de Flore, Pavillon de l’horloge (1, 2, 3)

[anpanmann]

countdown to yoongi’s return

d-1 ♡ 대취타 (daechwita) ✦ live clip

[achillesinhighheels]

All you really need in life is a walkable city and tumblr

[isakeijser]

[jaimelannistre-archived]

Wrong. On the board. Wrong. Wrong. Jane Austen wrote Pride and Prejudice in 1796. Not in 1797, she didn’t have the time. She was busy doing all- Oh, what? I suppose she was your bezzie mate, was she? And you went on holidays together and then you got kidnapped by Boggons from space and then you all formed a band and met Buddy Holly.