My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.
Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters (via stay-ocean-minded)
(Source: violentwavesofemotion, via leccamarina)
20 hours ago
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I got everything I need right here with me. I got air in my lungs, a few blank sheets of paper. I mean, I love waking up in the morning not knowing what’s gonna happen or, who I’m gonna meet, where I’m gonna wind up. Just the other night I was sleeping under a bridge and now here I am on the grandest ship in the world having champagne with you fine people. I figure life’s a gift and I don’t intend on wasting it. You don’t know what hand you’re gonna get dealt next. You learn to take life as it comes at you… to make each day count.
Titanic
1 day ago
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The fact that I’m silent doesn’t mean I have nothing to say.
You have to die a few times before you can really live.
Yes, there are monsters, and it’s okay to be afraid of them. But it’s not okay to let them win, and it’s not okay to be one.
Criminal Minds, The Longest Night (via quotethat)
5 days ago
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Tomorrow
we are
bones and ash,
the roots of weeds
poking through
our skulls.
Today,
simple clothes,
empty mind,
full stomach,
alive, aware,
right here,
right now.
Drunk on music,
who needs wine?
Come on,
Sweetheart,
let’s go dancing
while we’ve
still got feet.
we are
bones and ash,
the roots of weeds
poking through
our skulls.
Today,
simple clothes,
empty mind,
full stomach,
alive, aware,
right here,
right now.
Drunk on music,
who needs wine?
Come on,
Sweetheart,
let’s go dancing
while we’ve
still got feet.
David Budbill, “Tomorrow” (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
(Source: larmoyante, via forever-without-you)
5 days ago
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Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent working in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.
Jack Kerouac
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1 week ago
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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.
