sixpenceee:
“A full page ad in the Washington Post. (Source)
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A full page ad in the Washington Post. (Source)

Only introverts could hate themselves for going to a social event and hate themselves for not going to a social event.

just-shower-thoughts:

Farts are just ghosts of the things we eat.

sixpenceee:

This is really interesting. Wow.

sixpenceee:

I love this sign.

I’ve realised how delicate the mind is. Take care of it, be kind to it. Be careful what you feed it.

The constant negativity you feed your mind will one day change you.
Years or even months later, you’re unable to recognise yourself. It’s frightening.

KC (via wnq-writers)

futuristicjungle:

joshpeck:
8hy:
there are too many versions of me in the universe! the girl i bumped into but didn’t stop to say sorry to has a version of me in her mind. the guy i let borrow my homework has another version of me in his. even my friends, my family, and everyone i’ve ever met in my life has their own version of me in their minds that i’m not even aware of
you put it into words
Interesting

helly-watermelonsmellinfellon:

planeswalker-umbral:
nichtschwert:
irishfino:
ithelpstodream:
“it’s just a parking lot”
exactly. there’s nothing there. not a statue. not a plaque. nothing.
[drives over hitler’s death site]
Bloody amazing.
And you know what’s right next to it?
That’s right, the Denkmal für die ermordeten Juden, which translates to the Memorial for the murdered jews.
So if you wanna go have a look at the monument commemorating the victims of Hitler’s regime, you can park your car right on the spot he died and walk there.
Makes ya think, doesn’t it?
Germany gets why you shouldn’t have monuments to your bad points in history.

But try explaining to Americans they have bad points in their history.
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when i was young
the world was known
as a dangerous place
but as i grew older
it was like
i was the one
who became dangerous

self destruction (via ashleymacleanblog)

People ruin each other in unspeakable ways and declare their innocence by calling it love.

Nikita Gill (via meanwhilepoetry)

itscolossal:
“Miniature Scenes With A Darkly Satirical Twist by Frank Kunert
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itscolossal:

Miniature Scenes With A Darkly Satirical Twist by Frank Kunert

Not There

Poetry is all about analogy and a balance
of assymetry so let me explain it
like this (actually it’s a bit
like your theater pieces so
maybe you’ll understand quite quickly),

in this scene, you are… not there, and neither
am I, but instead we’ve got a spider’s web
and maybe you’ve never seen it, but in spring time
when the days are hot and the nights are cold,
water drops form across the landscape
in the middle of the night, we call this dew.

So in this “scene,” you and I are behind
the stage waiting for the play, and our love
is a dewly decorated spider’s web, and my point here
is that some things - some beautiful things -
are not permanent and we often fight to keep a very
fragile thing going, when in reality
the beauty is in the moment.

Not Here

I haven’t written you many poems,
or rather,
I haven’t written many poems about you-

but if I had to describe you
I’d say I still love you,
(though I suppose that’s more of a statement,
isn’t it?)

But it’s true,

I do sincerely love you;
so when this ends tomorrow or a week from
tomorrow or a year from tomorrow,
know that it ended “not” because I didn’t love you,
but because I didn’t love you
for everything that you were.