freemans restaurant (by chickpea44)
Si algun día llego a vivir en un lugar así voy a ser one happy bastard
(via stillherewaiting)
Immensity is within ourselves.
—Bachelard
The heart
cannot be chewed down to wish.
It cannot talk to the ribs or pelvis—
those rock cradles of body
bound by their hard and honest suit
of machine.The heart cannot speak at all without
metaphor; imagination is rumor
and breath colliding in its dark
avenues, seducing the meat from
its born muteness. The heart is more
than red and pulse, more, even,
than a cell’s want for soul.So when
the heart takes a name and greets me
on the outside or calls me on the telephone,
I realize I’m not dead yet,
that I can come back from
fading into the body’s
old routine of being alive:that animal etiquette
when the heart is just a lonely muscle,
and language,just a tongue not knowing, not even touching,
“Paradox,” Melissa Cundieff-Pexa (via commovente)
another tongue.I just died
(via commovente)
Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure, or nothing
Helen Keller
Ahhhh… Quería tatuarme hoy pero está cerrado :(
I taste her and realize I have been starving.
Jodi Picoult (via thatkindofwoman)Plop.
(Source: daenerysbreathesfire, via onedayisaw)
