August 16th, 2014

awritersruminations:

Robin Williams in Dead Poets Society (1989) (via zimas)

(via girlinlondon)

Boyhood 

dir. Richard Linklater 

(Source: kpiarz, via keefrich)

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.
colors.  (via 200ft)

(Source: se7enteenblack, via keefrich)

August 14th, 2014
Intimacy is not who you let touch your genitalia. Intimacy is who you text at 3am about your dreams and fears. Intimacy is giving someone your attention, when ten other people are asking for it. Intimacy is the person always in the back of your mind, no matter how distracted you are.
Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else’s opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.
Oscar Wilde (via kushandwizdom)

(via archerjane)