"I dreamt you were hiding behind the trees, waiting for me in the paradise we built in our imagination."

"I dreamt you were hiding behind the trees, waiting for me in the paradise we built in our imagination."

"And when the waves come, I’ll let them wash away memories of you. The memories that anchored this drowning part of me from reaching any new shores." #sea #travel #Pagudpud #SaudBeach

"And when the waves come, I’ll let them wash away memories of you. The memories that anchored this drowning part of me from reaching any new shores." #sea #travel #Pagudpud #SaudBeach

Supernatural S09E18 - "Meta Fiction"

We really all needed this. SERIOUSLY.
There was no better come back GIF than this one. 

"Punctuations are important. They are taught to us for a reason. Words are beautiful and magnificent but they are limited. Words would falter attempted intensities and convictions without punctuations. They would continuously try but continuously fail as well. Modernly overlooked and never fully appreciated, punctuations are the keys to writing our emotions. The breathtaking exclamations to exuberant and heart-stopping moments. The lingering pauses brought upon by the ellipses. The abrupt end of a hurtful single period ‘goodbye’. The punctuation has always been there, it’s unconsciously embedded in us. It’s what we feel, what we’re made of. We are a string of endless punctuations and our minds fill these spaces in between with overflowing vocabulary that we slowly forget and we get sidetracked. We let the neglect of punctuations grow and we think less of them. We grow older and our words remarkably evolve. Joy to exaltation, sadness to misery, so on and forth. However, punctuations will be the same. They will stay and continue symbolizing the declarations, questions and exclamations of our lives. So yes, punctuations are critical. We need them, for though we never realize, they might be the only constant concept that we’ve ever learned."

‘Punctuations’ (thepassingdialogues.tumblr.com)

faeriebunny:

I want to live simply. I want to sit by the window when it rains and read books I’ll never be tested on. I want to paint because I want to, not because I’ve got something to prove. I want to listen to my body, fall asleep when the moon is high and wake up slowly, with no place to rush off to. I want not to be governed by money or clocks or any of the artificial restraints that humanity imposes on itself. I just want to be, boundless and infinite.

(via effervoire)