"I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas: they've gone through and through me, like wine through water, and altered the color of my mind."
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lipstickstainedlove:

haleycomet:

i literally never get tired of this post

praise

Being an artist means forever healing your own wounds and at the same time endlessly exposing them.
—Annette Messanger (via maxkirin)

miyozuzu:

Dad called and told me to go check the sunset

So what? You failed your finals. You gained some weight. So what? You’re single again. You lost your job. So what? What now? You live. You try again. That’s what.
—(via soulsscrawl)
I am lonely. I’ve been like that since I was young. But I think I am a person that needs to be lonely.
—Choi Seunghyun (via mariannapaige)

shutupstrax:

And in this gifset I demonstrate to you how I feel after 90% of my conversations

“Augustus Waters was a self-aggrandizing bastard. But we forgive him. We forgive him not because he had a heart as figuratively good as his literal one sucked, or because he knew more about how to hold a cigarette than any nonsmoker in history, or because he got eighteen years when he should’ve gotten more. Augustus Waters talked so much that he’d interupt you at his own funeral. And he was pretentious: Sweet Jesus Christ, that kid never took a piss without pondering the abundant metaphorical resonances of human waste production. And he was vain: I do not believe I have ever met a more physically attractive person who was more acutely aware of his own physical attractiveness. But I will say this: When the scientists of the future show up at my house with robot eyes and they tell me to try them on, I will tell the scientists to screw off, because I do not want to see a world without him.”

fluffymb:

The moment when the table turns.

Arya Appreciation Week: Day One - Favourite Quote
↳ “You are Arya of Winterfell, daughter of the north. You told me you could be strong. You have the wolf blood in you.”
“The wolf blood.” Arya remembered now. “I’ll be as strong as Robb. I said I would.” She took a deep breath, then lifted the broomstick in both hands and brought it down across her knee. It broke with a loud crack, and she threw the pieces aside. I am a direwolf, and done with wooden teeth.

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