vintagebiatchh:

I want everyone to reblog this. I know no one will, because this isn’t a picture of a skinny girl or a deep meaningful quote. This is deeper than everything, how can someone ignore what’s happening in Gaza at the moment. This is one example of many innocent lives being threatened for no reason. This breaks my heart.

vintagebiatchh:

I want everyone to reblog this. I know no one will, because this isn’t a picture of a skinny girl or a deep meaningful quote. This is deeper than everything, how can someone ignore what’s happening in Gaza at the moment. This is one example of many innocent lives being threatened for no reason. This breaks my heart.

(via malibusmix)

I’m becoming more silent these days. I’m speaking less and less in public. But my eyes, god damn, my eyes see everything.

—(via c0ntemplations)

(via nerdymacbeth)

I want to enjoy life that way. I want things that make me smile all the time. I want to be busy but not busy in the way I am now. I want to be busy creating and making things and enjoying people.

Just as in dreams, when we read novels we are sometimes so powerfully struck by the extraordinary nature of the things we encounter that we forget where we are and envision ourselves in the midst of the imaginary events and people we are witnessing.

What Our Minds Do When We Read Novels by Orhan Pamuk (via treesofreverie)

(Source: treesofreverie, via malibusmix)

You know when sometimes you meet someone so beautiful and then you actually talk to them and five minutes later they’re as dull as a brick? Then there’s other people, when you meet them you think, “Not bad. They’re okay.” And then you get to know them and… and their face just sort of becomes them. Like their personality’s written all over it. And they just turn into something so beautiful.

—Amy Pond (via seekinghope)

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hula-hope:

My grandpa has Alzheimer’s so he has no idea who my grandma is but everyday for the last three or four months he brings her in flowers from their garden and asks her to run away with him and be his wife and everyday she says she already is and everyday the smile my grandpa gets on his face is the most beautiful heartfelt thing I have ever seen.

I hope this is true, because it’s one of the most beautiful things I have ever heard.

(via malibusmix)

You should write because you love the shape of stories and sentences and the creation of different words on a page. Writing comes from reading, and reading is the finest teacher of how to write.

—Annie Proulx (via writersrelief)

You see, love liberates. It doesn’t bind. Love says I love you, I love you if you’re in China, I love you if you’re across town, I love you if you’re in Harlem. I love you. I would like to be near you, I’d like to have your arms around me, I’d like to hear your voice in my ear. But that’s not possible now. So, I love you. Go.

Maya Angelou, Love Liberates (via distantheartbeats)

(via ivyink)

Fiction has been maligned for centuries as being ‘false,’ ‘untrue,’ yet good fiction provides more truth about the world, about life, and even about the reader, than can be found in non-fiction.

—Clark Zlotchew (via writersrelief)

NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY