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26

Feb

Cool.
ballooon:

Donut Relaxing!

Cool.

ballooon:

Donut Relaxing!

14

Feb

“A Relationship in Type” - Love at it’s core. Happy Valentine’s Day.

30

Jan

If freckles were lovely, and day was night, And measles were nice and a lie warn’t a lie, Life would be delight,— But things couldn’t go right For in such a sad plight I wouldn’t be I.
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If earth was heaven and now was hence, And past was present, and false was true, There might be some sense But I’d be in suspense For on such a pretense You wouldn’t be you.
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If fear was plucky, and globes were square, And dirt was cleanly and tears were glee Things would seem fair,— Yet they’d all despair, For if here was there We wouldn’t be we.
If - By E.E. Cummings

The Paradox of Our Age

We have bigger houses but smaller families;
more conveniences, but less time;
We have more degrees, but less sense;
more knowledge, but less judgement;
more experts, but more problems;
more medicines, but less healthiness;
We’ve been all the way to the moon and back,
but have trouble crossing the street to meet
the new neighbor.
We build more computers to hold more
information to produce more copies then ever,
but have less communication;
We have become long on quantity,
but short on quality.
These are times of fast foods
but slow digestion;
Tall men but short character;
Steep profits but shallow relationships.
It’s a time when there is much in the window,
but nothing in the room.

The 14th Dalai Lama

troopersheart:

27

Jan

Valentine’s Day draws nearer - do you know your over the counter sweets?
ilovecharts:

via tarawaslike: 32flavors-:

I can identify most of these. And I take pride in that.

Valentine’s Day draws nearer - do you know your over the counter sweets?

ilovecharts:

via tarawaslike32flavors-:

I can identify most of these. And I take pride in that.

(Source: jaredskknickers)

25

Jan

“The Passionate”

“The Passionate”

(Source: nevver)

(Source: ilovecharts)

24

Jan

Whenever you think or you believe or you know, you’re a lot of other people: but the moment you feel, you’re nobody-but-yourself.
E.E. Cummings

A Poem

Meaning is relative

and, sometimes understanding,

a choice.

let it go—the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise—let it go it
was sworn to
                     go

let them go—the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers—you must let them go they
were born
                to go

let all go—the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things—let all go
dear
       so comes love

                                -E.E. Cummings