I’m just like,
I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
TS Eliot, "East Coker"
I’m just like,
The story of my life
“And the only solution was to stand and fight,
And my body was bruised and
I was set alight,
But you came over me like some holy rite,
And although I was burning,
You’re the only light.”
Florence and the Machine - Only if for a Night
“During the sleepless hours of the night a thought came to me that seemed important. I got up in the dark and wrote it down. In the morning I read: “I went looking for loneliness. But it found me.” — Anna Kamienska, from A Nest of Quiet: A Notebook (translated by Clare Cavanagh)
(Source: awritersruminations)
“This is what the Sovereign LORD says to these bones: I will make breath enter you, and you will come to life.” - Ezekiel 37:5
It’s nice to see a New Year’s Wish rendered as a poster…
I can’t believe my poster was reblogged by Neil Gaiman on his official Tumblr! I feel all kinds of special now xD (even though someone reposted it, which makes me feel not so special, but then again, I’m just happy he got to see it :D)
One more time people, we’re almost there, Happy New Year! ^^
(Source: dreamripples)
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No Strings Attached
THIS IS MY SUPERPOWER TOO
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This is the best Harry Potter cake I have ever seen.
(via expecto-hallows)
Paul Simon & Shelley Duvall, 1977
LOL WUT THEY WERE A COUPLE???
“OK here it is. Your choice. It’s simple. Her or me. And I’m sure she’s really great. But Derek….I love you. In a really, really big ‘pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your bedroom window, unfortunate way that also makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.”
- Grey’s Anatomy
So true.
My heart is a huge troll. You’d think that it’d become more wary with age, but the older I get, the easier it is to fall in love with people. In high school, it took me at least a semester before I could acknowledge that I’d developed feelings for somebody. In college, it took me about a month and a half to form an attachment to my first love. A year later, I began feeling things for a friend after one hangout and a couple of long Gchat conversations. In a span of eight years, the process of love (or something like it) has hastened from four months to about 0.2 seconds — the time it takes for someone to flash me a smile as we pass each other on a sidewalk.
Maybe it’s biology. I’m 24 and the clock’s ticking. I suspect I’ve been reading too many novels. Or maybe I’m bending to social pressures, as half of my friends are either dating, married, or in serious relationships. All I know is that sometime during the last 8 years, I gave up maintaining a tolerance for attraction. Back then, I at least tried to not like people, especially when they were out of my league. Now I just run with it because really, what else are you supposed to do when you meet somebody whose company you would enjoy even if you were stuck together in a broken elevator for 12 hours?
Now I know what has ruined me — Genesis 2. You know, “Bone of my bones, and flesh of my flesh”. Can you imagine waking from a deep slumber to find your perfect match? As much as a I rail against the concept of soulmates, I’ve conducted my life as if I actually believe in them. I rationalize all of my failed relationships and pursuits with the idea that they’re steering me toward the person I’ll eventually end up with. Sometimes I wonder if we’ve already met and I just don’t recognize him for who he is. I don’t anticipate a beacon of light, the songs of angels, or even an epiphany, but rather, the delicious assurance that this person was prepared especially for me.
Reposted from my personal blog, which you can visit to read more entries like this one.
