A Elbereth, Gilthoniel!

Find some inspiration.

beawilderment:

he’s making it hop

this is the only thing I care about

(Source: -everdeen, via ssssusie)

atlasofprejudice:

20 ways to slice the European continent from Atlas of Prejudice 2 by Yanko Tsvetkov.

atlasofprejudice:

20 ways to slice the European continent from Atlas of Prejudice 2 by Yanko Tsvetkov.

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justlizzidcp:

The beautiful United States of America

i was totally singing the 50 nifty united states song while looking at these

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“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy, the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”

—   

 C.S. Lewis, “Mere Christianity”

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secondsong:

princess-femme:

Source: etsy.

I love this don’t judge me

secondsong:

princess-femme:

Source: etsy.

I love this don’t judge me

“But I must admit I miss you quite terribly. The world is too quiet without you nearby. I go to bed early and rise late and feel as if I have hardly slept.”

—   Lemony Snicket, The Beatrice Letters (via larmoyante)

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namaste-sierra:

there’s something magical about Broadway. The audiences are smart, they’re educated. They go in ready and they’re up for it, they’re up for the party. It’s a whole different atmosphere.’
             ∟  Hugh Jackman

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This is me, Jazzy, letting you know.
tylerknott:

There will always, always, be times you must sit alone.  The flock will have fled and the sound of departing wings will be the chorus to your loneliness.  You will be alone and the wire will bounce and the sky will tease you with the hint of a storm.  You will be tested and you will be measured and all that matters is how well you stand your ground, how your toes curl around the wire, and how graceful you feel in doing so.  Be alone, and find yourself inside it.

tylerknott:

There will always, always, be times you must sit alone.  The flock will have fled and the sound of departing wings will be the chorus to your loneliness.  You will be alone and the wire will bounce and the sky will tease you with the hint of a storm.  You will be tested and you will be measured and all that matters is how well you stand your ground, how your toes curl around the wire, and how graceful you feel in doing so.  Be alone, and find yourself inside it.

retro-girl811:

Rouge & Blanc Cocktail Dresses

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lachesism

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the desire to be struck by disaster—surviving a plane crash, losing everything in a fire, plunging over a waterfall—which would put a kink in the smooth arc of your life, and forge it into something hardened and flexible and sharp, not just a stiff prefabricated beam that barely covers the gap between one end of your life and the other.

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