I intend to spam this blog w rumblings of my heart, in my terrible English and messed up Hindi.
:)
darksideoftheshroom-deactivated
rainbow reflection on water
stonerdayzandpurplehaze
Oh my god
Finally, the gays have polluted the water supply
They’re turning the frogs gay
Reblog if you support gay water.
I hope it’s not from spilled oil, because those rainbows make me sad for the state of our planet.
If it’s some natural phenomenon I’ve never heard of then cool.
rowantheexplorer
Good news! It’s not pollution, but instead entirely natural bacterial action that happens in low oxygen bogs. Iron-loving bacteria are feeding on dissolved iron in the water, and their metabolic processes produce this rainbow oily film on the surface. Their waste products settle into an iron ore sediment. You are literally watching bog iron form, which was the primary source of iron for most of northern Europe during the Medieval era.
It’s still super gay, though. It’s now just Science Gay.
Well, anyway, go gay water🌈
Source: darksideoftheshroom
“It doesn’t matter who you are or what you look like so long as somebody loves you.”
No, as long as you don't define your value by the opinion of others.
thegoodvybe
Source: weheartit.com
"There must be a place in the world for people like me."
- F. Scott Fitzgerald, 𝑰'𝒅 𝑫𝒊𝒆 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒔
And I'll probably spend a lifetime looking for it.
lost-in-historical-fiction-deac
“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, Eight years and a half ago. I have loved none but you.Unjust I might have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. I can hardly write. I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never. ”
Captain Frederick Wentworth.
Persuasion by Jane Austen.
..but never inconstant.
lost-in-historical-fiction-deac
“I can listen no longer in silence. I must speak to you by such means as are within my reach. You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me not that I am too late, that such precious feelings are gone for ever. I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, Eight years and a half ago. I have loved none but you.Unjust I might have been, weak and resentful I have been, but never inconstant. I can hardly write. I must go, uncertain of my fate; but I shall return hither, or follow your party, as soon as possible. A word, a look, will be enough to decide whether I enter your father’s house this evening or never. ”
Captain Frederick Wentworth.
Persuasion by Jane Austen.
“May all beings everywhere
Plagued by sufferings of body and mind
Obtain an ocean of happiness and joy
By virtue of my merits.
May no living creature suffer,
Commit evil, or ever fall ill.
May no one be afraid or belittled,
With a mind weighed down by depression.
May the blind see forms
And the deaf hear sounds,
May those whose bodies are worn with toil
Be restored on finding repose.
May the naked find clothing,
The hungry find food;
May the thirsty find water
And delicious drinks.
May the poor find wealth,
Those weak with sorrow find joy;
May the forlorn find hope,
Constant happiness, and prosperity.
May there be timely rains
And bountiful harvests;
May all medicines be effective
And wholesome prayers bear fruit.
May all who are sick and ill
Quickly be freed from their ailments.
Whatever diseases there are in the world,
May they never occur again.
May the frightened cease to be afraid
And those bound be freed;
May the powerless find power,
And may people think of benefiting each other.
For as long as space remains,
For as long as sentient beings remain,
Until then may I too remain
To dispel the miseries of the world.”
Amen.
Donnie, what did Roberta Sparrow say to you? She said that every living creature on Earth dies alone. How did that make you feel? It reminded me of my dog, Callie. She died when I was eight, and she crawled underneath the porch. To die? To be alone. Do you feel alone right now? I don’t know. I’d like to believe I’m not, but I just–I’ve never seen any proof, so I–I just don’t debate it anymore, you know? It’s like I could spend my whole life debating it over and over again, weighing the pros and cons, and in the end, I still wouldn’t have any proof. So I just–I just don’t debate it anymore. It’s absurd.
It's less about shame, more about
Nobody cares.
You cry, you laugh, you get as fucked up in your head. You can shout all about it but as you realize that nobody cares, what's the point really?
Let's make the journy alone.
Source: poems-and-words.com
“She refused to be bored chiefly because she wasn’t boring.”
— Zelda Fitzgerald (via quotemadness)
Why am i vibin so much & dying
I'm trying
Source: quotemadness.com
“Let me not pray to be sheltered from danger,
but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain,
but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved,
but for the patience to win my freedom.” ~
—Rabindranath Tagore
Sometimes it's so dark
Need a break but I'll try again
I cannot believe Robert Pattinson
I’M SCREAMING
I love Edward Cullen so much
“You strike me as a kind person. I hope your world is kind. By which I mean, I’ve heard we see the world not as it is but as we are. A saint sees a world of saints, a killer sees only murderers and victims.”
— Neil Gaiman
But one must change lens once in a while
Source: quotemadness.com
The Breakfast Club (1985)
Hahahah kiss my ass
"I sat in a cafe, I drank coffee, and I wrote nonsense in a journal. And then, somehow, it was not nonsense. I went for long walks... and I met myself in Paris."
Sabrina (1995)
Travel far enough, you will meet yourself.
who cares, do better, move on
It's all about you
