reaching out to the stars
(Source: sinnohqueen, via pokemon-personalities)
I’m not totally mad at you. I’m just sad. You’re all locked up in that little world of yours, and when I try knocking on the door, you just sort of look up for a second and go right back inside.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via deprincession)
THIS, 10000000 TIMES, THIS.
(Source: wordsnquotes, via blacksheepbabe)
"well, it seems we are at an impasse."
"so we are. carry on, cat"
"same to you, bird."
(Source: sizvideos, via nishthedish)
City lights photographed from the International Space Station and Neurons imaged with fluorescence microscopy.
Source images; Cities (1) (2) (3) (4) (5), Neurons (1) (2) (3) (4) (5)
make me choose » anonymous asked: peyton’s melancholy or peyton’s happiness
"happy looks good on you."
Chang Yong Ha
(Source: sodemonizemealready, via deepbutdazzlingdarkness)
Source for those who don’t look in the corner~
My mother tells me
that when I meet someone I like,
I have to ask them three questions:
1. what are you afraid of?
2. do you like dogs?
3. what do you do when it rains?
of those three, she says the first one is the most important.
“They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.”
I met you on a Sunday, right
one look and my heart fell into
my stomach like a trap door.
on our second date,
I asked you what you were afraid of.
“spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.”
I asked you if you liked dogs.
“I have three.”
I asked you what you do when it rains.
“sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.”
he smiled like he knew.
like his mom told him the same
“how about you?”
I’m scared of everything.
of the hole in the o-zone layer,
of the lady next door who never
smiles at her dog,
and especially of all the secrets
the government must be breaking
it’s back trying to keep from us.
I love dogs so much, you have no idea.
I sleep when it rains.
I want to tell everyone I love them.
I want to find every stray animal and bring them home.
I want to wake up in your hair
and make you shitty coffee
and kiss your neck
and draw silly stick figures of us.
I never want to ask anyone else
Caitlyn Siehl, “Three Questions” (via oshx)
(Source: alonesomes, via littlemiss)
i promise that someday
i’ll buy you a place
where you can say “what a nice view”
and i’ll agree
while looking straight at you
(Source: friscoflush, via this--too--shall--pass)
Most of my posts will have to do with what I'm thinking or feeling. I reblog a lot of art, landscapes, music, cities at night, sayings, love, hate, anime, games...you know, shit like that.