For Saying Yes

Maybe if I combine my interests, I can come up with something that will interest others?

cumber-porn:

Shades of Turquoise Ice

In the winter, for about five months or from January to May, the lake freezes over but the water is so clear that, from the surface, you can see an astounding 130 feet below you. Transparent and shining in a turquoise color, these masses of broken ice look like shards of glass rising into the sky. They are caused by the slow and unequal pressure in the main body of the packed ice as well as by the unequal structure and temperature.

thats amazing!

(Source: aquaticwonder, via doctor-sherwood)

I used to occasionally describe things as, the color of ice, after my trip to antarctica, but no one understood, this is what i meant, huh, fascinating, my feet are usually cold, reminds me of, dean, and td, timothy dwight, sloths, and, baraboo, sloth, namaste, tea, inner peace, weird turtle love,

HOLY CRAP WHAT EVEN

that's a cello, THAT'S A CELLO!, i really like cellos, can you tell?, i miss my cello, i wish i could do any of that, wow, wow wow wow, yo, i think this is really important, sometimes people fuck it up, because they don't have your educational privilege, and that's okay, ignorance is okay, willful ignorance is not,

Knowing how to be solitary is central to the art of loving. When we can be alone, we can be with others without using them as an escape.

—bell hooks (via eaaao)

(Source: ciciross, via musings-on-rye)

I don't know if I know how to be alone,

cream-and-stars:

lauren zuniga : world’s tallest hill

right in the chest.

this is how we learn how to break each other down…
he’s been called fag so much he dropped a beat behind it and made it his ringtone.

i'm in a poetry mood today, buffy, Buffy The Vampire Slayer, willow, willow rosenberg, willow and tara, btvs, ats, angel, joss whedon, tara maclay, tara, willow is better than you,

buttonpoetry:

Franny Choi - “Notes on the Existence of Ghosts”

“For a long time I could only write about him in metaphor. Lucky for me, the world is full of ghosts.”


Franny Choi is an NPS and WOWPS finalist, and a ridiculously dope poet.

HOLY SHIT, how do words, how does art, i wish i could do this with words, that was incredible,