mhagical said: your blog is perfect babe x

your existence is perfect love :)

enigmaticall said: aw thank you for the blog rate , self esteem boosted haha

my pleasure love :)

School’s been so work heavy and now summer’s here, it’s even worse. BUT I have way more free time during regular hours so I’ll be answering all these old questions and requests. 

Also, reviews will be less because I’m traveling and therefore…can’t write reviews. :(

simpl3er said: Hey! ♥

how are youu? 

newyorkfamous:

exigents:

defamous:

Giraffe Gives Dying Zoo Keeper A Kiss Goodbye
Read More (here)

OMG right in the feels :/

Me reading this article and trying not to cry
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lumiant vanish
http://peelsofpoetry.tumblr.com/post/38910531158/love-poem-by-tim-seibles-something-like-soft

peelsofpoetry:

Love Poem
by Tim Seibles


Something like soft light, something like shadows:

This silence, this
pause before the machines
begin again:

earlier than dawn, almost
awake consciouness remembering

consciouness — itself a dream near the surface
of things — always invisible, the ghost

http://peelsofpoetry.tumblr.com/post/41055171126/some-like-poetry-by-wislawa-szymborska-write-it

peelsofpoetry:

Some Like Poetry
by Wislawa Szymborska


Write it. Write. In ordinary ink
on ordinary paper: they were given no food,
they all died of hunger. “All. How many?
It’s a big meadow. How much grass
for each one?” Write: I don’t know.
History counts its skeletons in round numbers.
A thousand and…

http://peelsofpoetry.tumblr.com/post/87828549219/god-particles-by-james-crews-i-could-almost-hear

peelsofpoetry:

God Particles
by James Crews

I could almost hear their soft collisions
on the cold air today, but when I came in,

shed my layers and stood alone by the fire,
I felt them float toward me like spores

flung far from their source, having crossed
miles of oceans and fields unknown to most

Be not inhospitable to strangers, lest they be angels in disguise.
W.B. Yeats (via peelsofpoetry)
Faith is the art of holding on to things in spite of your changing moods and circumstances.
C.S. Lewis (via peelsofpoetry)
http://peelsofpoetry.tumblr.com/post/45144398841/the-failure-of-language-by-jacqueline-berger

peelsofpoetry:

The Failure Of Language
by Jacqueline Berger


First day of class, I ask the students, by way
of introduction, what they believe:
Language is our best tool, or language fails
to express what we know and feel.
We go around the room.
Almost everyone sides with failure.
Is it because they’re…

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