I worry primarily about whether there are nightclubs in Heaven

pattiocleavis:

“I am an old boudoir full of withered roses.”

— Charles Baudelaire

franklymydearidontgive-a-damn:

aconchegante:

Jean-Pierre Léaud, année 1962.

babe
yesterday afternoon sunshine 

"but i have an infinite tenderness for you. that, i’ll always have. all my life long." 

— blue is the warmest color (2013)

 
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My kids are starting to notice I’m a little different from the other dads. “Why don’t you have a straight job like everyone else?” they asked me the other day.

I told them this story:
In the forest, there was a crooked tree and a straight tree. Every day, the straight tree would say to the crooked tree, “Look at me…I’m tall, and I’m straight, and I’m handsome. Look at you…you’re all crooked and bent over. No one wants to look at you.” And they grew up in that forest together. And then one day the loggers came, and they saw the crooked tree and the straight tree, and they said, “Just cut the straight trees and leave the rest.” So the loggers turned all the straight trees into lumber and toothpicks and paper. And the crooked tree is still there, growing stronger and stranger every day.

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written by Tom Waits
"Find ecstasy within yourself. It is not out there. It is in your innermost flowering. The one you are looking for is you."
written by Osho
"It is not true that people stop pursuing dreams because they grow old, they grow old because they stop pursuing dreams."
written by Gabriel Garcia Márquez 

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