e-zekiel:

asidewalksymphony:

amandagraysons:

parksandtrekreation:

lamapalooza:

this is your captain speaking, AND THIS IS YOUR CAPTAIN SHOUTING.

# [louder and more aggressive sounds of intense southern doctorial exasperation]

#excited Russian applause and giggles

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theodd1sout:

This will help you write good.

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Timestamp: 1397912501

theodd1sout:

This will help you write good.

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"

So you have chosen aloneness. You have chosen the security and the relative freedom of solitude, because there is no risk involved. You can stay up every night and watch your TV shows and eat ice cream out of the box and scroll through your Tumblr and never let your brain sit still, not even for a moment. You can fill your days up with books and coffees and trips to the store where you forget what you wanted the second you walk in the automatic sliding door. You can do so many little, pointless things throughout the day that all you can think of is how badly you want to sleep, how heavy your whole body is, how much your feet hurt. You can wear yourself out again and again on the pavement, and you do, and it feels good.

No one will ever bridge that gap and point to your stomach or your hair or your eyes in the mirror and magically make you see the wonderful things about getting to be next to you. And maybe that’s it, after all, this fear that no one will ever truly feel about you the way you want to be felt about. Maybe what you want is someone to make you love yourself, to put sense into all that positive rhetoric, to make it so the aloneness of TV and blasting music in your ears at all times isn’t the most happy place you can think of. Maybe you want someone who makes you so sure of how wonderful things are that you cannot help but to tell them your feelings first, even at the risk of being humiliated. Because you will know that, when you’re telling them you love them, what you’re really saying is “I love who I become when I am with you.

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cosmictwobyfour:

I aspire to BE THIS

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Timestamp: 1397912210

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spacedbitch:

claudiaisnotinteresting:

In 1983 a man was tested to see if he could sense god if all his senses were taken away. Every sense nerve in his brain was disconnected. He could not feel, hear, see or smell. He began reporting he could hear the voices of the dead and gave precise details that he could have not known. He then said he could see them and began clawing at his eyes, it turned to screaming and biting chunks of his flesh off. His last words were “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and died.

this is terrifying

welp what were you expecting

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Timestamp: 1397912152

spacedbitch:

claudiaisnotinteresting:

In 1983 a man was tested to see if he could sense god if all his senses were taken away. Every sense nerve in his brain was disconnected. He could not feel, hear, see or smell. He began reporting he could hear the voices of the dead and gave precise details that he could have not known. He then said he could see them and began clawing at his eyes, it turned to screaming and biting chunks of his flesh off. His last words were “I have spoken with God, and he has abandoned us” and died.

this is terrifying

welp what were you expecting

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coelasquid:

This is how birds work.

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Timestamp: 1397912127

coelasquid:

This is how birds work.

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natgeofound:

Hutterite children peer into the window of a greenhouse at Deer Spring where the denomination lives without modern appliances, 1991.Photograph by Joel Sartore, National Geographic

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Timestamp: 1397912110

natgeofound:

Hutterite children peer into the window of a greenhouse at Deer Spring where the denomination lives without modern appliances, 1991.Photograph by Joel Sartore, National Geographic

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