Anything can become a children’s book if you give it to a child…Children are actually the best (and worst) audience for literature because they have no patience with pretence.
- Orson Scott Card (via observando)
oceanghosts:

You remind me of rain in July, And the gloom that I felt for a year.

oceanghosts:

You remind me of rain in July,
And the gloom that I felt for a year.

I’ve got my band of brothers
And we’re taking it to the streets
If we don’t wake up tomorrow
It’s cause we drink til dawn, we ain’t trying to sleep
You’ll never take this away from us
Cause we don’t give a fuck
Throw caution to the wind
We all know the best part of it
Tomorrow night we’ll do it again!

I’ve got my band of brothers
And we’re taking it to the streets
If we don’t wake up tomorrow
It’s cause we drink til dawn, we ain’t trying to sleep
You’ll never take this away from us
Cause we don’t give a fuck
Throw caution to the wind
We all know the best part of it
Tomorrow night we’ll do it again!

poppoppopblowblowbubblegum:

the growth that gave the name to the green line dividing west and east beirut, 1982, overtaking the then-uninhabitable area.

first-reactionss:

god

first-reactionss:

god

brutalgeneration:

untitled by exxonvaldez on Flickr.

brutalgeneration:

untitled by exxonvaldez on Flickr.

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Irina Popova

Another Family

sukitty:

unwhined:

"i don’t want to kill your happiness with my sadness so I’ll keep my distance because what i say is not what i think and how i act is not how i feel and i am lost in a sea of self expression because i am not who i want to be"

well that hit home hard.

sukitty:

unwhined:

"i don’t want to kill your happiness with my sadness so I’ll keep my distance because what i say is not what i think and how i act is not how i feel and i am lost in a sea of self expression because i am not who i want to be"

well that hit home hard.

stimmenimkopf:

"What have I become? […]
Everyone I know goes away.”
-Johnny Cash

stimmenimkopf:

"What have I become? […]
Everyone I know goes away.”
-Johnny Cash

Humans forget a lot of things.

We forget that our souls have gone far and wide in search for a perfect vessel, with which we refer to as our, ‘bodies.’

We forget that our existence is vital in this universe.

We forget that each thought that we express is a glimpse into our souls.

We forget that we are capable of being loved.

We forget that we have the right to speak up and join each other in a merge of unique ideas.

We forget that we have the capacity to mold our lives in any way we desire.

We forget how lucky we are to witness the beauty of the Sun, to see different landforms, to witness rain falling from the sky, to hear the symphonies of musicians’ hearts, to read people’s thoughts on paper, to see images done by hand imprinted on paper, and to have our paths intertwine with like-minded individuals.

Most of all, we forget how lucky we are to be alive..

Humans forget a lot of things.

I beg that you ask your soul to remember.

- Vine of Thoughts (via deviations-of-the-soul)
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