I am eternal sunshine of the spotless mind, meets back to the future part II. Perpetual nostalgic moon goddess. Thinker with a writing problem. Reminisces. Does not understand currency, time zones or idiots. Quoter. Introvert. Sarcastic. Libran. Writes lists. Has cycles. Disbelieves sometimes. Smoker. Rarely finishes anything. Nameless. Faceless. Critical. Abuses words. Procrastinator. Dry humor with a hint of sarcasm. Rhythmic, serial fidgeter. Has no aim but enough goals. Recovering fiend of all sorts. Creaky knuckles. Watches. Sometimes silent for far too long. Aged hands. Misinterprets subtlety as lying. Usually found cross-legged with an eyebrow raised and a pen in hand. Writes down dreams. Fluctuates. Bluntly tactful. Meditates. Recycles. Rarely answers the phone. Cannot balance. Smiles instinctively. Aggressively defensive. Incorrect but comfortable posture. Indecipherable handwriting. Brittle. Capable. Moves instead of dances. Nomad. Squints. Fascinated. Studies words, astrology, people, symbols, eyes, tarot. Has a strange laugh. Unable to think of anything else that might be relevant. Carefully irresponsible. Wanders. Elaborates. Chews bottom lip. Very opinionated. Wastes time worrying about wasting time. Doesn't often know how to stop. Willing to try.. “Colors” My skin is kind of sort of brownish, pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I’m told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but it’s silver when it’s wet. And all of the colors I am inside have not been invented yet. - Shel Silverstein

Near me there are only distances.

— Antonio Porchia (via surpluses)

The axe forgets; the tree remembers.

— African Proverb (via muslimahbyheart)
hannabalxmarie:

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If you are lucky enough to find a weirdo never let them go

Matthew Gray Gubler   (via mandyohh)

The words linger on my finger tips before they evaporate to create another empty canvas.

Jenn Satsune (via ohsatsune)
greeenwonderland:

Lil’ piece of heaven in my backyard

Remember: the time you feel lonely is the time you most need to be by yourself. Life’s cruelest irony.

— Douglas Coupland (via observando)
pattilahell:

ctron164:

blessedbeyoundmeasure15:

accras:

ofcityromance:

i am quoting this a thousand times today.
RIP mike brown.

Correct.

Amen

THIS !

Expect this at least 5 more times today.

Do not call me perfect,

a lie is never a compliment.

Call me an erratic

damaged and

insecure mess.

Then tell me that you

love me for it.

Beau Taplin ||
(via heartheraindrops—fall)

Don’t mistake my kindness for weakness. I’ll choke you with the same hand I fed you with.

— Anonymous (via c0keefairr)
sakrogoat:

Nicolai Abraham Abildgaard - Nightmare