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Solitary Creature.


This piece so reminds me of my late grandmother, and how much she still means to me two years later. The end of another September ushers in the days of plenty, and the fullness of her soul is there in the warmth of fall.


mywhisperedcolors:

Tom Bissell, Magic Hours: Essays On Creators and Creation 


fuckyeahexistentialism:

If I’m able to, then perhaps I’ll be closer to portraying a true expression of love.

          -Hayao Miyazaki (x)


"The Lord will fulfill His purpose for me; Your love, O Lord, endures forever - do not abandon the works of Your hands."

Psalm 138:8 (NIV)

[Favorite show ends]

Me: I will never love again.




"Come, let us return to the Lord.
He has torn us to pieces
but He will heal us;
He has injured us
but He will bind up our wounds.
After two days He will revive us;
on the third day He will restore us,
that we may live in His presence.
Let us acknowledge the Lord;
let us press on to acknowledge Him.
As surely as the sun rises,
He will appear;
He will come to us like the winter rains,
like the spring rains that water the earth"

Hosea 6: 1 - 3 (NIV)


My grandpa sprayed his stinky feet with Fabreeze and my mom got really mad at him. He retorted with, “it’s good stuff! It’s even safe to drink.” What followed was more Seinfeldesque banter about the versatility of Fabreze and the safety of consumption thereof. Needless to say, I am now seriously concerned for my grandpa.





"Whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars."

Victor Hugo, Ninety Three (via wordsnquotes)



Everything you need to know about me can probably be summed up in a line from The Golden Girls.

I hope to provide you with adequate stalking material.





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