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lauracivetta:

Bright Eyes - Lua

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angry-poems:

this month’s horoscopes

TAURUS: dirt
GEMINI: ether
CANCER: paper
LEO: hair
VIRGO: milk
LIBRA: blood
SCORPIO: cement
SAGITTARIUS: meat
CAPRICORN: grass
AQUARIUS: marrow
PISCES: whiskey
ARIES: bone

(via weaverofstars)

Beautiful features of each sign:

imstuckinarut-astrology:

Aries: Cheekbones

Taurus: doe eyes

Gemini: Youthfulness

Cancer: Emotive eyes

Leo: mane of hair

Virgo: gentle features

Libra: Dimpled cheeks/ cleft chin

Scorpio: Deep, intense eyes

Sagittarius: Glowing smiles

Capricorn: Bone structure

Aquarius: handsome features

Pisces: Hypnotic eyes

(via weaverofstars)

"   You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.   "
i read this 12 times

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"   We are all connected; To each other, biologically. To the earth, chemically. To the rest of the universe, atomically.   "
Neil deGrasse Tyson

(Source: just-l-o-v-e-l-y-darling, via moonandtrees)

"  

Flower-muscle that slowly opens back
the anemone to another meadow-dawn,
until her womb can feel the polyphonic
light of the sonorous heavens pouring down;

muscle of an infinite acceptance,
stretched within the silent blossom-star,
at times so overpowered with abundance
that sunset’s signal for response is bare-

ly able to return your too far hurled-
back petals for the darkness to revive:
you, strength and purpose of how many worlds!

We violent ones remain a little longer,
Ah but when, in which of all our lives,
shall we at last be open and receivers?

  "

Rainer Maria Rilke — the fifth poem of the second part of The Sonnets to Orpheus trans. Stephen Mitchell

in a letter to Lou Andreas-Salomé, June 26, 1914

I am like the little anemone I once saw in the garden in Rome: it had opened so wide during the day that it could no longer close at night. It was terrifying to see it in the dark meadow, wide open, still taking everything in, into its calyx, which seemed as if it had been furiously torn back, with the much too vast night above it. And alongside, all its prudent sisters, each one closed around its small measure of profusion. 

(Source: slothnorentropy)

"   THE MOON: As in the soft and sweet eclipse,
When soul meets soul on lovers’ lips,
High hearts are calm, and brightest eyes are dull;
So when thy shadow falls on me,
Then am I mute and still, by thee
Covered; of thy love, Orb most beautiful,
Full, oh, too full!   "
Percy Bysshe Shelley — from Prometheus Unbound

(Source: slothnorentropy)

"   She ran the back of her hand along the first shelf, listening to the shuffle of her fingernails gliding across the spinal chord of each book. It sounded like an instrument, or the notes of running feet.   "
Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

(Source: thebooker, via cerulean-salt)

"   I surrender to the ocean, to the moon, to the stars, to the sun, to the earth. Bestowed by beauty all around me; I am humble. I respect life and promise to honour its gift. I will nourish my body and too my soul with the nutrients of love. I am where I am meant to be. I live in today, right now. I am present.   "
Om

(Source: trustinlifeandswimnaked, via moonandtrees)

"   I’ll marry a man who knows how I take my tea, coffee, and alcohol
And knows when to make which.   "

grettypop

he already knows, oh

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"   I, for one, am ready for a lot more adventure and a lot less nothing.   "
Tamara Ireland Stone, Time Between Us 

(Source: quoted-books, via cerulean-salt)