"I believed that I wanted to be a poet, but deep down I just wanted to be a poem."
— Jaime Gil de Bieda (via a-silent-coniglietto)
(Source: light-essence, via enfettered)
Jensen Ackles on how Supernatural wins every contest
(Source: jennycockles, via thewhoreat221b)
(Source: -expelliarmus-, via justbecauseitsawesome)
By Adrián Villar Rojas, a most fascinating environmental sculpture, a to scale blue whale situated in Ushuaia, Ukraine. The subtle addition of the tree stumps to make it look like it is already being assimilated by nature, brilliant touch.
(via findalaska)
Realizing I don’t have my notebook for tomorrow’s exam: bummer
Re-realizing that tomorrow is the season finale of Supernatural: NoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
(Source: theplushbear, via captain-sparrow)
I am eternally grateful to the powers that be that the less I have to say about something, the more my vocabulary improves.
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
okay so apparently there’s this trend in which Latin words are refashioned into fancy new ones that describe “poetic” circumstances and emotions and I would be okay with that if they were being repurposed with artistic skill but ambedo means “I eat”
BAHAHAHAHAHA NEVERMIND LOLS
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life
(via thewhoreat221b)
(via madhattering)
