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[quotemadness]

I do not care so much what I am to others as I care what I am to myself.

Michel de Montaigne (via quotemadness)

[skywllker]

character aesthetic // dean winchester from supernatural

[kamalasarch]

marvel poc week

— day four: favorite male mcu poc ◇ t’challa

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

The world will never be again to me as it was; there was a life and freshness in it that is lost to me.

Mary Shelley, from a letter to Marianne Hunt c. September 1819 featured in Letters of Mary W. Shelley (via violentwavesofemotion)

[sharaabeys]

“I don’t wanna fight anymore. I’m tired of fighting.”

[hersreputation]

The Scientist // Coldplay

[inacatastrophicmind]

[atlalesbian-deactivated20170718]

the foxhole court edits: andrew minyard

[fuckyeahiwanrheon]

[vintagepales2-blog]

New York by  visualmemories_

[alinastarvko]

All for the game by Nora Sakavic

They never pried, but it took him weeks to realize they didn’t have to. They didn’t ask for secrets; the settled for the breadcrumb truths of day to day life. They knew he hated vegetables but loved fruit, that his favorite color was gray, and that he didn’t like movies or loud music. They were things Neil understood only in terms of survival, but his teammates hoarded these insights like gold.

[…] He was their family. They were his. They were worth every cut and bruise and scream.

[minseiok-archive-deactivated201]

The Lord of the Rings / The Hobbit

The Road goes ever on and on Down from the door where it began. Now far ahead the Road has gone, And I must follow, if I can, Pursuing it with eager feet, Until it joins some larger way Where many paths and errands meet. And whither then? I cannot say

[tragedysins]

[theongryjoyy]

The problem with my life was that it was someone else’s idea.

[samxdean]

Let her be everything, because she is everything.

[armie-hammer]

Rosario Dawson for Yahoo Style

[heartcountry]

I know there was something before you. I just can’t remember what it was.

Iain Thomas, “The Forgotten Feeling” in I Wrote This For You (via rustyvoices)