Squeaky swings and tall grass
The longest shadows ever cast
The water’s warm and children swim
And we frolicked about in our summer skin
She is a fighter.
There's still fire in you yet.
Today is just like Christmas!!
Except instead of sleeping really badly I slept in, I didn’t wake up at 6am, and I have to wait until 4pm until I get my presents.
Regardless, I ran into mum’s room jumping on her bed saying “ITS CHRISTMAS! ITS HSC CHRISTMAS”. Even though she was on the phone to colleague. Mr C now knows how excited I am too!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!
That which we obtain too easily we esteem too lightly. It is dearness only that gives everything its value
“Thomas Haine” - though I’m quite convinced Dohers’ context was more talking about his value of us who he holds dearly. He probably wrote this quote himself now i think of it
october is ignorant, november, what will i define you as?
(Source: findmeinthegalaxy, via itssunheeoutside)
I do not think there are ‘strong people’, as if we are predisposed to have that attribute.
There are merely people who have become used to dealing with difficult circumstances on their own; the rest have not yet been forced to rely on nobody but themselves.
There are merely people who have become used to dealing with difficult circumstances on their own; the rest have not yet been forced to rely on nobody but themselves.
Mel Yae
One hundred songs to save a life
A mix of songs to that can nurture and care for any anguish you are feeling, to allow you to feel when you are numb, that are chilling and haunting, that are outrageously elated when you just need a musical buzz of happiness, songs that are vessels for memories, songs to remind you of who you are and who you can be.
In some way or another, each song urges me to strive to be better - not ‘cheerier’, but just better. To not back down, to embrace emotion, to discard the selfish, to remember where I’ve come from, to remember who I am before Him
It’s my perfect playlist, who knows what it would do for anyone else.
All that’s left is to order them, oh my…
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
The happiest sad-song in existence; also brilliant when you need a good energy kick and are trying to not be reliant on caffeine.
But these things I plan won’t happen right away. Slowly, steadily, surely, the time approaches when the vision will be fulfilled. If it seems slow, be patient! For it will surely take place. It will not be late by a single day.
Habakkuk 2:3 (via existingstorm)
You don't belong here. Tumblr is about posting pretty pictures about fires and lakes and people standing next to trees. Stop hating on them so much.
Via Anonymous
ahaha i’ll take that.
except for the hating part - i found the ‘hipster edits’ funny, so i reblogged them. no hatred for fires or lakes or denim shorts, just appreciating the humor in the edits.
i do think though it’s an overgeneralisation to say “Tumbr is about…” The fact that ‘Text’ is the first option in creating a new post comforts me that i’m maybe not the only one that “doesn’t belong here”, and that others write things too
enjoy using tumblr the proper way.
edit: how upsetting. isn’t tumblr the place for kids who don’t belong? :(
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