Dawn in the Orange Grove

The Sadness Will Last Forever

cosmicspread:

my ultimate goal is to be at peace with myself, eliminate toxic feelings and elements and energies from my life, unlearn negative and harmful practices and thought patterns, stop checking for people that don’t check for me, create a space for myself that is nurturing for growth so that i may generate loving energy for myself and for others, nourish my spirit and balance my energies, i have big dreams and i deserve to live a life i love and let that love radiate

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Stupid long text post about my lyfeee.

Feeling like I’ve made some emotional progress this summer if that makes sense. Really thought about why I act the way I do an reached some conclusions.

Applied for extenuating circumstances so am worrying about my retake less.

Just got a new job with more regular hours.

Really appreciating my group of friends for being as crazy as I am.

Looking forward to my other half (I’m the better half of us though obvs) returning from his summer adventures.

So basically, money situation is looking good, new house/housemates is looking good, grades are improving and I think maybe I’m starting to feel a bit like a grown up.

It’s why people in sexual extremis say Oh, God. It’s not a cry to the Divine, it’s a recognition of their own divinity.

—Glen Duncan, By Blood We Live (via prewars)

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I suppose I love this life,

in spite of my clenched fist.

I open my palm and my lifelines look like branches from an Aspen tree,
and there are songbirds perched on the tips of my fingers,
and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath
the first time his fingers touched the keys
the same way a soldier holds his breath
the first time his finger clicks the trigger.
We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.

—Birthday, Andrea Gibson (via prewars)

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If photos take pieces if our souls then selfies are horcruxes and I’m immortal.

goddamazon-of-sol:

comtessedebussy:

andythanfiction:

kateordie:

This scene was perfect

That time James Bond replied to homoerotic taunting not with some macho no homo bullshit, but by calmly implying he was bisexual anyway and somehow did not suddenly cease to be awesome but instead roughly doubled in awesome points.

I love this scene so much. 

I got hella turned on by this scene.

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In Islam, Satan is identified as the single angel who, setting himself apart from all other angelic beings, refused God’s command to bow down before Adam on the day of his creation. When questioned by the Creator as to why he disobeyed, the Devil answered that he bowed down solely to the Divine, not to any of the created. Unrepentant, he also argued that God’s will determines all things, so it would not have been possible for him to refuse God’s command unless God himself had allowed him to do so.

For this, he was banished from Heaven and was taken away from the presence of God. No more does the eye of God enlighten him; no more will the touch of God give him joy.

But in spite of this punishment, he has never lost his love for God.

He alone, of all beings in the cosmos, loves God without gain, without hope, without even the possibility of feeling loved in return. Thus, seen objectively, this unrequited love is the most pure of any. The Devil serves without reward.

Even while bearing the burden of eternal separation, the Devil has taken on the thankless and usually misunderstood task of creating obstacles for human beings. What few realize is that, through rising above these obstacles, we are able to rise where he cannot go, stepping over him in our ascent toward our own higher natures. The Devil toughens us, forces us to remain awake, an offers lessons as no other angel can. Would we ever have learned to walk if our parents had continued to carry us everywhere? Our troubles and temptations, even if truly given to us by the Devil, are still ultimately gifts of God.

Ibrahimu (via pissonality)

hymnandher i think you and i share a lot of love for this kind of mythos so i wanna make sure you get a chance to read this

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hauntbear:

here’s a little song i like to call “i cherish our friendship so i won’t tell u i would totally have sex with you if you asked”

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