The bridge will only take you halfway there, to those mysterious lands you long to see. Through gypsy camps and swirling Arab fair, and moonlit woods where unicorns run free. So come and walk awhile with me and share the twisting trails and wondrous worlds I’ve known. But this bridge will only take you halfway there. The last few steps you have to take alone.
Shel Silverstein (via observando)

whatslifewithoutfandoms:

tortillah:

remember when zack and cody entered a parallel universe

and london was smart

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and maddie was dumb

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and esteban was a woman

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so basically they were their stereotypes






plasmawisps:

awroo:

so i was just testing my camera settings and my shutter speed was pretty slow and i accidentaly took this but now i kind of dig it ha ha

{{ 18 and up }}

johnflansburgh:

im so upset that i can’t talk to bugs because i don’t want to kill these ants i found in my room but i also don’t want them here why can’t i just tell them “hey dudes you’re just doing you and i appreciate that but could you do it somewhere else” and they’d be like “yeah dude but we’re hella hungry” and i could just be like “well what if i just give you guys a sandwich a month or something” and they’d be like “hella” and i’d be like “hella”



I love nature. I’ve always loved nature. Ever since I can remember I would watch shows about it on Animal Planet and Discovery Chanel. Some of my earliest memories are of watching a show where a boy and Mother Nature talk about animals and the wild world, I can’t remember what it’s called now. I remember weekends when I would visit the beach and touch everything I could, and days when I would run around the zoo and my parents would have to chase after me. Something inside me still stirs like that of a child in awe and wonder whenever I touch nature, whenever I stop to look or touch it, whenever I can completely shroud myself in it. I only wish that people were as wondered by nature as I was as a child and still continue to be to this very day. On days when I am indoors my only desire is to step out and lay under the warm sun as it touches my skin, to feel I am one with it for that brief moment in time, that I am one with the plants who bask in the daylight, like the animals that crawl, or fly, or run, or lay beneath it. I want to see the world for all its beauty and chaos and appreciate it for all it has given to me, to us tiny creatures that live in tiny spots in tiny regions of this great big world. I feel that as a human being I should see everything that the world contains, whether it be through a screen, or from a distance so diminutive that not even air can prevent the impact of my fingertips onto its surface. It is a privilege that I do not want to let go to waste, especially since others of my kind, of our kind, rip at it and kill it. In fifty years, what do you think will happen to the things you love about nature? Do you really believe that they will still look just as beautiful?
ElociN (via psych-facts)


minishcap:

can the science side of tumblr explain THIS

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hobbitofthemotherfuckinshire:

I don’t even think girls would want boyfriends if dragons existed, so if the government wants less teen pregnancies they know what they got to do



If I told you that a flower bloomed in a dark room, would you trust it?

Kendrick Lamar

This line encapsulates the concept of a good kid in a bad city, and it cuts into one of the most moral questions in human existence: Can good come from evil? The best part about the line, as is true of the best poetry, is that it doesn’t answer the question it asks. For Kendrick’s immediate purposes, he’s the flower and the city is the dark room. The question is: Can you trust him?

(via cultrual)

(Source: navinkoke)


zodiacmind:

Fun facts about your sign here


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