[theyknowthatweknow]

Ramy Youssef posted this some time ago about when he managed (despite great restrictions from israel) to perform a comedy event in Palestine and finding out he was American, she asked about the flint water crisis. And this reminded me of when the BLM protests started in Ferguson that people from Gaza reached out on social media to help them them what to do when being tear gassed. Palestinians haven't just fought for their own rights. They've also despite their own horrors tried to help others like then

[allthingseurope]

Vodnjan, Croatia (by vigouroux)

[lovers-sunlight]

[random-brushstrokes]

Fulvio Tessitore (Italian, 1870-1933) - Nocturne in Venice

[ruhlare]

the intimacy of sharing old memories with someone new. check out the places i visited before i met you. i wish you were with me. maybe we can visit them together and create new memories? look at the pictures of the sky i took before we met. now you share the same view with my past self. look at the photos of my childhood and let me look at yours. have your facial features changed? your smile stayed the same, and i love it. look at my right cheek, i have the same birthmark as my grandmother. this is the child in me that you are healing with your affection. i am glad we met. all these years i was without you but now you know about all those years and even help me to grow. your love took roots in my past pain, and reaches out to my future happiness. please don't stop smiling.

[wild-gastronomy]

Sanzhar Nukassov

Tokyo, Japan

[clementinevonradicspoems]

It is a sin that I am not an ocean. If I were, every time my fingers grazed your body I would become foam. I would pull away as I reached out and it would only be called nature. Instead I fall asleep whispering “I am safer alone I am safer alone I am safer alone I am safer alone” forgive me, all you have to do is frown and I become a suitcase. Forgive me, I practice my own death. Forgive me, I slip my body around another boy’s body. Forgive me, I gift him your name. Forgive me, memory is a rope around the neck. Forgive me, I leave first and call that a choice.

James, Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradicspoems)

[lesghosts]

“Having just one person, it’s a big deal. Just one other person.” 

[twotheleft]

[juney-blues]

heartbreaking:

girl has sooooooo many ambitions and ideas for projects but can only get 1.5 basic tasks done per day

[photographedblue]

me last year: on my way to hotness, a little mentally unstable

me this year: hot as hell, completely off the rails

[photographedblue]

Every city, every trip. That 6am calm.

[darkacademiaposts]

*banging pots and pans together* what the FUCK am i longing for?? WHAT IS IT??

[megairea]

“In the fields, everything was wet, and waiting. Everything was waiting. My footsteps were so loud in the silence, walking all alone along the road, and I was so sad because I knew that everything was waiting, but not for me.”

— Jean Anouilh, Antigone (tr. by Zander Teller), 1944

[boulevard-literario]

Libro: Veinte Poemas de amor y una canción desesperada Autor: Pablo Neruda

[dennybitte]

where the thoughts are free

Bavaria / Germany

by Denny Bitte

[sunsetquotes]

“Time is tricky. You have whole months, even years, when nothing changes a speck, when you don’t go anywhere or do anything or think one new thought. And then you can get hit with a day, or an hour, or a half a second when so much happens it’s almost like you got born all over again into some brand-new person you for damn sure never expected to meet.”

— E.R. Frank