have you ever gotten to that certain point in the school year where you just


Ah, yes. The second day.


He awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to be a good and meaningful person, to be, as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was, happy. And during the course of each day his heart would descend from his chest into his stomach. By early afternoon he was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for him, and by the desire to be alone. By evening he was fulfilled: alone in the magnitude of his grief, alone in his aimless guilt, alone even in his loneliness. I am not sad, he would repeat to himself over and over, I am not sad. As if he might one day convince himself. Or fool himself. Or convince others—the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad. I am not sad. I am not sad. Because his life had unlimited potential for happiness, insofar as it was an empty white room. He would fall asleep with his heart at the foot of his bed, like some domesticated animal that was no part of him at all. And each morning he would wake with it again in the cupboard of his rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping. And by the midafternoon he was again overcome with the desire to be somewhere else, someone else, someone else somewhere else. I am not sad.

Jonathan Safran Foer, Everything is Illuminated (via greensighted)

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Real friendship is when your friend comes over to your house and then you both just take a nap.



ThreeBadSeeds on Etsy

Home is where the mountains are.

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your body is 93% stardust so dont give up little star (ノ◕ヮ◕)ノ*:・゚✧







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mythology meme:  [1/8] myths, legends, and stories

↳ ‘koit ja hämarik’ (‘dawn and dusk’)

Considered one of the most beautiful Estonian myths of popular origin, ‘Koit ja Hämarik’ is a fabricated myth by F. R. Faehlmann, first published in 1840. It has since become a beloved folk tale in Estonia.

Dusk is the female spirit responsible for extinguishing the light of the Sun when the night comes, and Dawn is her male counterpart responsible for re-lighting the Sun in the morning. Although they only met once a day so Dusk could hand over the Sun to Dawn, the two fell deeply in love. The Grandfather saw this and offered to let them marry, but the couple declined the offer and asked to remain unwed, because that way their love would remain forever bright and new. The Grandfather blessed their decision and the two only meet for a longer time during the four weeks around summer solstice, when the flowers bloom at their most beautiful and the nightingales sing most sweetly.