huntingmyths:

Episode 49 - Old Oak Doors B: A Summary

huntingmyths:

Episode 49 - Old Oak Doors B: A Summary

“Fear is nonacceptance of what is.”
elenamorelli:

{ dreaming of sunrise }

elenamorelli:

{ dreaming of sunrise }

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twentyonepoints:

160/365 │ HAIM - The Wire

But I fumbled it when I came down to the wire

bushcraftandsurvival:

Jenness Beach, New Hampshire

“The first rule of poetry is honesty; the second rule is fuck you.”
Alice Notely (via raze-occam

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“Nothing can wear you out like caring about people.”
S.E. Hinton, That Was Then, This Is Now (via whitebeyonce)

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“When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes.”

eatbarberrypieordie:

Photographer: Agata Serge Photography
Model: Luca Hollestelle

“To come home from another home is a weird feeling, because people expect you to be the person you were when you left, and that’s impossible. You expect things to be exactly the same as when you left, and that’s impossible. Maybe it’s impossible to even truly come home once you’ve gone away because of those changes. Coming home is strange, because now that place is just a tiny bit less of a home.”
 Alex Brueckner, How To Come Home (via disbar)

i want a word for the almost-home.

that point where the highway’s monotony becomes familiar
that subway stop whose name will always wake you from day’s-end dozing
that first glimpse of the skyline
that you never loved until you left it behind.

what do you call the exit sign you see even in your dreams?
is there a name for the airport terminal you come back to,
comfortably exhausted?

i need a word for rounding your corner onto your street,
for seeing your city on the horizon,
for flying homewards down your highway.

give me a word for the boundary
between the world you went to see
and the small one you call your own.

i want a word for the moment you know
you’re almost home.

there and back again, n.m.h. (via anoraborealis)

thebrokenheartedthatstillsing:

maxkirin:

"This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.” - Gary Provost

Reading this was so satisfying woah

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stars-shine-above:

this is my favorite thing in the whole world <3

stars-shine-above:

this is my favorite thing in the whole world <3

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