Bloom

Happy, free, confused, and lonely at the same time.

allhailthehutch:

We don’t read and write poetry because it’s cute. We read and write poetry because we are members of the human race. And the human race is filled with passion. And medicine, law, business, engineering, these are noble pursuits and necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for. To quote from Whitman, “O me! O life!… of the questions of these recurring; of the endless trains of the faithless… of cities filled with the foolish; what good amid these, O me, O life?” Answer. That you are here - that life exists, and identity; that the powerful play goes on and you may contribute a verse. That the powerful play *goes on* and you may contribute a verse. What will your verse be?
Robin Williams
Rest in peace.
taylor-and-ed-laying-in-bed:

dontgoberzerk:

too beautiful not to reblog

Amen
these-times-shall-pass:

click for relatable on your dash!
umq:

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Beyoncé performing at the 2014 VMAs

snapchatting:

what is flirting it sounds dangerous

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