1. 127-lbs:

    the-jackals:

    tedbre:

    thejamesboyle:

    caluummhood:

    HOLY SHIT, IT WAS THE ORIGINAL ONE

    MAKE A WISH

    the first post ever on tumblr

    this was why they put the reblog button on the bottom of posts

    I THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO SEE LINDSAY LOHAN OR SOME SHIT WOW

    Always reblog because perfection.

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  2. Been waiting all year to post this.

     
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  4. "Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possible have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that. If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possible work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, than you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint."
    — (via moonsulk)

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  5. "It’s so difficult to describe depression to someone who’s never been there, because it’s not sadness. I know sadness. Sadness is to cry and to feel. But it’s that cold absence of feeling— that really hollowed-out feeling."
    — J.K. Rowling (via dissapolnted)

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  6. "We all have the potential to fall in love a thousand times in our lifetime. It’s easy. The first girl I ever loved was someone I knew in sixth grade. Her name was Missy; we talked about horses. The last girl I love will be someone I haven’t even met yet, probably. They all count. But there are certain people you love who do something else; they define how you classify what love is supposed to feel like. These are the most important people in your life, and you’ll meet maybe four or five of these people over the span of 80 years. But there’s still one more tier to all this; there is always one person you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of these loveable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable. The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else."
    — 
    Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story
    (via dissapolnted)

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  7. book covers → john green

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  8. showslow:

    These otherworldly shots are from the brilliant new series, Aqueous Fluoreau, by Australian photographer Mark Mawson, who creates the work by dropping coloured ink into shallow pools of water. | Previously (x)

     

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  9. "I’ll always love you from afar."
     
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  11. "She wants to know if I love her, that’s all anyone wants from anyone else, not love itself but the knowledge that love is there, like new batteries in the flashlight in the emergency kit in the hall closet."
    — Jonathan Safran Foer (via wordswithinyou)
     
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