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February 28th
9:17 AM EST

ireadintothings:

I think about people in  general a lot, especially before I fall asleep. I figure them out in increments… Yesterday, for example, I realized that everyone is like a message in a bottle, lost at sea, waiting to be discovered and to land in someone’s arms.

(Source: ireadintothings)

February 27th
9:01 PM EST

Katy Rose- Overdrive

"I cruise the canyon to get some breeze
with Hidden Treasures up my sleeve.
I like the light and hate the heat
But I’ll lick the blood right off your street.”

1:47 PM EST

ZZ Top- La Grange

February 26th
12:46 PM EST
"You don’t have a soul. You are a Soul. You have a body."
—  C.S. Lewis
11:26 AM EST

Jewel- Who Will Save Your Soul

"We’re so worried about saving our souls
Afraid that God will take His toll
That we forget to begin”

February 25th
12:26 PM EST

ireadintothings:

Somebody’s happiness is never a product of mere coincidence.

(Source: ireadintothings)

February 24th
11:45 PM EST

Just as future reference for any guys out there who might find themselves wanting to ask for my phone number:

1.) Do not drench yourself in enough cologne to choke me.

2.) Do not wear a huge diamond earring on your left (or right) ear.

3.) Do not wear a blue and yellow, striped abercrombie polo.

4.) Do not be overly tan orange.

I’m not saying there is anything wrong with any of the above (yes I am), but if you stand in front of me looking like this and ask me for my phone number, there is a pretty good chance (100%) that I will not give it to you.

2:38 PM EST
We found a new friend at the gym that is now the official front desk mascot. What should his name be?

We found a new friend at the gym that is now the official front desk mascot. What should his name be?

12:48 AM EST
(via gabiiescobar)
February 20th
8:46 AM EST

Lately, I keep returning to the same places

in my dreams, or at least it feels like I am. As far as my conscious self is concerned, these places are non-existent, or rather, to my own knowledge, I have never visited them while awake. It’s a strange feeling. It almost makes me feel like dreams are more than just unconscious thoughts. Last night, I found myself in the middle of a town-square-like place that felt and looked as if it might be somewhere in Europe; cobblestone streets, old Victorian era architecture. The feeling of familiarity with this town didn’t come from feeling as though I had dreamed of it before, and I don’t believe that I have, but as though I had actually been there several times in the past. I knew this because I was standing on a street corner, the town was this messy entanglement of streets and intersections, and while I don’t remember what I was doing or where I was trying to go, I knew my way around and never had to second guess how to get where I was going.

I also had a similar experience with a dream from a few nights back, where I visited a record store with some of my friends. Again, I don’t have any solid memory of ever dreaming of this particular record store, but after walking inside, a complete sense of recognition and familiarity swept over me. I knew exactly where everything was because I had been there before.

I have no idea what to make of either experience, but I hope I have more dreams like these because they are blowing my mind.

February 19th
11:15 AM EST
"In a time of universal deceit, telling the truth is a revolutionary act."
—  George Orwell (via liberationfrequency)
February 18th
3:04 PM EST
theatlantic:

YES.

theatlantic:

YES.

(Source: grindlebone)