songs of myself

we love the way the stars are scattered…. and they never make a mistake in their arrangement. what about mountain ranges? do you criticize the valleys for being low, praise the peaks for being high? we just say, its great, its the way it is.

Patchwork || Michael Poliza


sarah L

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Every god damn time. 

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My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.E. Y. Harburg (via missaira)

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Tree-climbing weather.

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Michelle Morin
I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me. I no longer spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to coexist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy, dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust either to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that’s why I avoid people with rigid and inflexible personalities. In friendship I dislike the lack of loyalty and betrayal. I do not get along with those who do not know how to give a compliment or a word of encouragement. Exaggerations bore me and I have difficulty accepting those who do not like animals. And on top of everything I have no patience for anyone who does not deserve my patience.Meryl Streep (via bungalowintheburrough)

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replace financial stability with the ability to keep the cabinet stocked with avocados at all times tbh
There are a few things in life so beautiful they hurt: swimming in the ocean while it rains, reading alone in empty libraries, the sea of stars that appear when you’re miles away from the neon lights of the city, bars after 2am, walking in the wilderness, all the phases of the moon, the things we do not know about the universe, and you.Beau Taplin || and you (via elfyclo)

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