Marshit

Mar 5

kateoplis:

Calvin and Hobbes

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kateoplis:

The Most Astounding Fact by Neil DeGrasse Tyson

Astrophysicist Dr. Neil DeGrasse Tyson was asked by a reader of TIME magazine, “What is the most astounding fact you can share with us about the Universe?” This is his answer. (via crookedindifference)

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Mar 4

Chiddy Bang and Santigold have been announced for Sasquatch Festival!! Yay, this is turning out to be a bomb year!

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Feb 21

yeah bitches! fuck i’m excited!

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The Oh Hello’s - Hello My Old Heart

“La tristesse durera toujours.
(The sadness will last forever.)” Suicide note of Vincent van Gogh (1853-1890). (via kangaruthie)

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Feb 17

“Learn to be what you are, and learn to resign with a good grace all that you are not.” Henri Frederic Amiel (via kari-shma)

Feb 15

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Feb 11

“

It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted. For having wanted to be wanted. It confuses you, because you think that your feelings were wrong and it makes you feel so small because it’s so hard to keep it inside when you let it out and it doesn’t come back. You’re left so alone that you can’t explain.

Damn, there’s nothing like that, is there? I’ve been there and you have too. You’re nodding your head.

” Henry Rollins (via julie911)

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I miss you when I wake.
I talk myself into putting on my gameface.
Then I see you, impossibly more beautiful than the day before.
And I miss you so much more.
It’s hard to look into your eyes for long.
Feels like if I do I will implode right before those wonderful orbs of amber.
There’s no smile like yours. It, literally, sends happy throughout my body.
There’s no feeling like the soft of your skin on mine right before we fall asleep.
There’s no smell like the scent of your hair when I kiss your head before you wake up.
Every night I dread the dreams of you, and yet I hope for them.
I’m living in memories.

Feb 9

so damn true

Marshit

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