Dear Victoria, this is for you and only you. NEVER filter your thoughts or feelings because this is for you.

 

No one has ever made me feel the way you make me feel.

(via placiddream)

coolscar:

Do not trust people like me. I’ll take you to museums, and then steal the Declaration of Independence

spenceromg:

do your eyes ever randomly go out of focus and then you are too lazy to focus them back in and just stare at nothing for a while

agelfeygelach:

armouredswampert:

agelfeygelach:

little-yogi:

It’s a cute little thing though.

Sometimes it is hard to remember that owls are incredibly dangerous predators seen by cultures throughout  the world as ill omens. Especially when they look like toasted marshmallows.

My boss once described them as flying pillows filled with seething hatred.

Further confirming that owls are the avian equivalent of cats.

how could words mean anything

brightlightsloudnoises:

how could words mean anything
as you stand
with glassy eyes
trying to
focus on a bird
or a pinhole of
light coming through
the bent wood

how could words be
any comfort
standing
on the steepest slope,

how could anything but
the impossible crawling back of time
gather the winter
back to spring