“The unreal is more powerful than the real. Because nothing is as perfect as you can imagine it. Because its only intangible ideas, concepts, beliefs, fantasies that last. Stone crumbles. Wood rots. People, well, they die. But things as fragile as a thought, a dream, a legend, they can go on and on. If you can change the way people think. The way they see themselves. The way they see the world. You can change the way people live their lives. That’s the only lasting thing you can create.”
oh, I have those; they
govern me.”
 Louise Glück, “The Red Poppy” (via wordsnquotes)

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“…I have lived through worse times, and am still more or less alive, and if I am not going to write for myself, I shall have more time to write to you, to enjoy the nearness of you, this nearness which I have created by thinking, by writing, and by fighting with all the strength of my soul—but you, you will not be able to love me any more.”
Franz Kafka, from Letters To Felice (via violentwavesofemotion)
“I hated this. I hated knowing what I wanted and knowing what was right and knowing they weren’t the same thing.”
Maggie Stiefvater, Forever (via wordsnquotes)

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In the percussion of fashion,
My hands keep the rhythm.

Silk ties sing
like cymbals
forming jazz ride beats.


I wear it for the dull pop
When you take it off.





The first time I held a human brain in Anatomy Lab I was completely speechless. I looked at my classmates expecting a similar reaction and they looked back at me confused like…”dude let’s start identifying the structures.” I had to take a step back and let it process…in my hands was someone’s entire life. From start to finish, every memory, every emotion, every bodily control…was right there in my hands. 

I don’t care if people unfollow this is spectacular

This post just fucked me up literally

I was creeped out when I saw this, but that caption is really strong.

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“Imagining the future is a kind of nostalgia…You spend your whole life stuck in the labyrinth, thinking about how you’ll escape it one day, and how awesome it will be, and imagining that future keeps you going, but you never do it. You just use the future to escape the present.”


i wanna know what’s going on i’m excited and i don’t even know what i’m excited about eeeeeeee!

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Dead Poets Society (1989)
Dead Poets Society (1989)

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This swarto sunday, Super Harto saves Queen No from the castle of bad soup. As usual, the Queen was displeased at Harto’s methods. Happy swarto sunday!

How did you make this??! This is amazing!???



Why is it when i do that with my hair, I am not nearly as adorable?



Why is it when i do that with my hair, I am not nearly as adorable?