"There’s too much lime in the world and not enough gin."

Frank O’Hara  (via apoetreflects)

Good morning.

(via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

"Do I really know nature? Do I know myself?—No more words. I bury the dead in my belly."

— Arthur Rimbaud, A Season in Hell (via dialoghost)

"i want to ask
everyone i meet,
what do you read
when you are in love,
and, what do you read when
they do not love you back?"

— Pavana पवन  (via maza-dohta)

(via maza-dohta)

All I want is some justice and a sort of equilibrium. I’m not a libra, but my mother is. And I’m a fond of my mother.

"

Dew-drinker, opium-eater,
I have seen your mouth transfigured
By the fragments of ancient fevers.

It was a wild, strange sound.

Honey-seeker, sun-worshipper,
I have heard the wind in white cedars
And black poplars.

It was the colour of wet narcissus.

River-walker, crocus-gatherer,
I have tasted the petals of acanthus
And Thessalian iris.

They were but circles of salt.

"

— Bethany van Rijswijk, from ‘Opium-eater’ (via elucipher)

(Source: talisman, via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

ourafrica:

smoothignorance:

She’ll Be Your Captain.
Fly Immigrants Available 07/11/2014
Vanitybyinspiration.com

No a want, but a need! 

Fly immigrants

ourafrica:

smoothignorance:

She’ll Be Your Captain.

Fly Immigrants Available 07/11/2014

Vanitybyinspiration.com

No a want, but a need! 

Fly immigrants

viperslang:

place yourself at the precise angle where the rain bends the smallest grass.

now grow. 

Scherezade Siobhan©

"There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There’s .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is a bigger infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we used to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I’m likely to get, and God, I want more numbers for Augustus Waters than he got. But, Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn’t trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I’m grateful."

— John Green, The Fault in Our Stars (via fables-of-the-reconstruction)

viperslang:

"Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love, Love will make us.”

viperslang:

"Come sleep with me: We won’t make Love, Love will make us.”

time-for-maps:

The surface areas of all solid surfaces in the solar system stitched together.

Isn’t it cool?