(Source: six--impossible--things, via mooseandmustaches)
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This is my most recent tattoo, it says ‘I refuse to sink,’ which are lyrics from the song ‘Won’t be Pathetic Forever’ by The Wonder Years. I got this to remind myself to be strong.
Done by Jamie at Island Rose Tattoo in Nova Scotia.
my tumblr: http://www.thesehandfulsoffuckyou.tumblr.com
Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. There are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing.
– Miranda July (via misswallflower)
It’s not all bad. Heightened self-consciousness, apartness, an inability to join in, physical shame and self-loathing — they are not all bad. Those devils have been my angels. Without them I would never have disappeared into language, literature, the mind, laughter and all the mad intensities that made and unmade me.
– Stephen Fry (via misswallflower)
(via grayskymorning)
We cannot live only for ourselves. A thousand fibers connect us with our fellow men; and among those fibers, as sympathetic threads, our actions run as causes, and they come back to us as effects.
– Herman Melville (via misswallflower)
Don’t be too timid and squeamish about your actions. All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better.
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via misswallflower)
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(Source: violate-this-noble-war)
And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.
– Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore (via enderkay)
(Source: quote-book, via mustlove)
