Every Night We're Brand New
What an astonishing thing a book is. It’s a flat object made from a tree with flexible parts on which are imprinted lots of funny dark squiggles. But one glance at it and you’re inside the mind of another person, maybe somebody dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, an author is speaking clearly and silently inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people who never knew each other, citizens of distant epochs. Books break the shackles of time. A book is proof that humans are capable of working magic.
Carl Sagan  (via fleurishes)
God, how I ricochet between certainties and doubts.
Sylvia Plath. (via perishwithemptiness)
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thralls-balls:

this-is-allec:

This is wonderful. The girl in the background made the blonde girl’s desktop background a picture of her holding a sign that said “Hi there. So um…Will you be my girlfriend?” while she was in the bathroom. This is the girl’s response. Made my day.

-dies-

-so much cute-

-dies again from the cuteness-

D’AW

Underwater Ink Photographs by Alberto Seveso

Me: I love cuddling with you.
Pillow:
Me:
Pillow:
Me: Shhh don't speak.
Always reminds me of Freshman year. I’ve spent so much time hiding. 
I’ll miss this room when its all over. There’s something about the soft morning light and all my beautiful post cards that is so comforting. 

Always reminds me of Freshman year. 

I’ve spent so much time hiding.

I’ll miss this room when its all over. There’s something about the soft morning light and all my beautiful post cards that is so comforting.