--A Golden State of Mind--
20-something
Old Soul, Scholar
Diehard Romantic
Talent of Tongues
Knack for vintage and jazz
Non-methodical, abstract thinker
Rugger For Life
--Appreciate the Beautiful--
"   You want to believe
you can turn emotion’s flood
into living waters
from which you’ll emerge whole,
dazzling like the sun.   "
Rachel Barenblat, from Standing At The Edge (via violentwavesofemotion)
"  

I crave the kind of love
that chokes the tongue
with thickened words
and steals the heart beats
that throb in our throats.


You weren’t it.
You never were.

  "
Michelle K., What More Can We Say? (via michellekpoems)
"   How are you?
No,
don’t tell me that you’re doing good
or that you are fine,
you and I both know that you are so far from both of those things,
tell me,
when was the last time you thought about death?
When was the last time you cried and what finally made the tears fall after all that time?
what is your story of loss?
What words break you?
What words put you back together?
When was the first time you understood the depth of the word “goodbye?”
When was the first time the only thing you could do was lay on the floor and cry because nothing else in the world made sense but brokenness?
When was the last time you really and truly laughed?
Can you remember that far back?
What was on your mind when you got those scars on your leg?
What lies have you believed lately?
When was the first time you understood what “I love you” meant?
Who made you so broken?
Have you even tried to put yourself back together?
Tell me,
tell me,
do you love yourself?
how much of your skin can you find constellations in?
have you ever tried to understand your eyes?
have you pressed your fingertips to your own lips hoping nothing else mattered in the world if your lips were your own?
have you ever made yourself believe the lie that you aren’t worth it?
why?
how is the weather in your heart?
is it a hurricane or a tsunami?
is there fog surrounding your soul?
have you ever loved another more than you loved to breathe?
when was the last time you really and truly believed that your life was worth living?   "
I’ve never really been good at small talk (via mwanzotena)
"   Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?   "
Alain de Botton (via c-ovet)
"   The ghost of Orpheus sank under the earth, … he found his wife again and held her eagerly in his arms. There they walk together side by side; now she goes in front, and he follows her; now he leads, and looks back as he can do, in safety now, at his Eurydice.’   "
Ovid (Metamorphoses, Book XI)

queennubian:

note-a-bear:

missbananafish:

gingerish—gal:

Baby Elephants!

-high pitch screaming-

probably my favorite part of elephants is the fact that you’re literally seeing one of few species that not only is probably on par with human sentience/intelligence, but also ages, matures and has proven itself to have a fairly similar growing up process as humans.

So like, we see this largeish gamboling elephant baby, but you’re basically looking at a giant toddler.

the babies!!!! OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!!!