Behold, the dreamer who couldn't decide between the waking world and his subconscious adventures.

f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

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A gallery of ceramic sculpture. It’s rare to feel as if an animal can possess you — inhabit your body, mind and spirit as if it were a new lover exploring all your real and artificial selves. Dress your dogs and cats with as many sweater vests, booties and hats as you want; they’ll never come close to the hybrid human qualities that seductively inhabit the work of Beth Cavener Stichter. This might be, in part, because she views her stone sculptures as portraits — of people she has met briefly  in passing or good friends or family. She doubles the uncanny moment by acknowledging that these creatures are self-portraits as well,  since the very act of interpreting another’s actions, facial expressions, and intentions says — and betrays — much more about our own fears and desires than the other person. We rarely acknowledge or intellectually wrestle with this flash-fiction judgment that we impose onto friends and strangers alike.

secondlina:

A comic about the different types of attraction one might feel. I saw these floating around on tumblr. These were originally taken from a website about asexuality. Although, I think people who are not asexual feel these regularly too. There’s all kinds of attractions for all kinds of people. Enjoy.

secondlina:

A comic about the different types of attraction one might feel. I saw these floating around on tumblr. These were originally taken from a website about asexuality. Although, I think people who are not asexual feel these regularly too. There’s all kinds of attractions for all kinds of people. Enjoy.

victoriousvocabulary:

BELOVED
[adjective]
1. greatly loved; dear to the heart.
[noun]
2. a person who is greatly loved.
Etymology: Middle English biloved, past participle of biloven - to like, love.

victoriousvocabulary:

BELOVED

[adjective]

1. greatly loved; dear to the heart.

[noun]

2. a person who is greatly loved.

Etymology: Middle English biloved, past participle of biloven - to like, love.

victoriousvocabulary:

AMORET
[noun]
1. a love sonnet or song.
2. a love token; a love knot; love glances or love tricks.
3. an amorous girl or woman.
4. a petty love affair or amour.

victoriousvocabulary:

AMORET

[noun]

1. a love sonnet or song.

2. a love token; a love knot; love glances or love tricks.

3. an amorous girl or woman.

4. a petty love affair or amour.

gaylovegalore:

 I was once browsing through the “gay cuddle” tag on tumblr - as you do when you’re feeling immensely alone and just need to express how much you want a to have special someone. Browsing through endless photos of cute couples kissing, holding each other and looking into each others eyes - I came across this guys blog. The icon caught my attention. He looked SUPER cute.  So I did what we’ve all done and looked through pictures of him and read his bio thinking in my head “Sighhh why can’t guys like this live near me and love me.” After all he lived in Belgium and I live in England.  Liking and reblogging some of his posts he sent me an ask. I replied (of course - this guy was ADORABLE and HOT) and we got chatting. He started liking photos of me. I did photos of him. He added me on facebook. He followed me on twitter. Before I knew it we were friends. Like, PROPER friends.   I found myself being a little infactuated with this guy from tumblr. Who I’d never meet and that would be that.
  Then, one day, he messaged me about how he was going to move to England for a while (with University). He was only going to be a short train journey from me - well, shorter than a flight to Belgium anyway.  Before I knew it I was counting the days down til I was going to meet him.  And that was it. I fell in love. It was truly love at first sight. And he the best bit was - he said he loved me too.  And now, here we are - hugging each other drunkenly in the street at 2am because we love each other.  It just goes to show that love can be found in the strangest of places - and you NEVER know, that guy you like on tumblr could well be your next boyfriend.   Or like me - the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with.  for Jeremy 
Submitted by: jackcripps

gaylovegalore:

 I was once browsing through the “gay cuddle” tag on tumblr - as you do when you’re feeling immensely alone and just need to express how much you want a to have special someone. Browsing through endless photos of cute couples kissing, holding each other and looking into each others eyes - I came across this guys blog. The icon caught my attention. He looked SUPER cute.
  So I did what we’ve all done and looked through pictures of him and read his bio thinking in my head “Sighhh why can’t guys like this live near me and love me.” After all he lived in Belgium and I live in England.

  Liking and reblogging some of his posts he sent me an ask. I replied (of course - this guy was ADORABLE and HOT) and we got chatting. He started liking photos of me. I did photos of him. He added me on facebook. He followed me on twitter. Before I knew it we were friends. Like, PROPER friends. 

  I found myself being a little infactuated with this guy from tumblr. Who I’d never meet and that would be that.

  Then, one day, he messaged me about how he was going to move to England for a while (with University). He was only going to be a short train journey from me - well, shorter than a flight to Belgium anyway.

  Before I knew it I was counting the days down til I was going to meet him.

  And that was it. I fell in love. It was truly love at first sight. And he the best bit was - he said he loved me too.

  And now, here we are - hugging each other drunkenly in the street at 2am because we love each other.

  It just goes to show that love can be found in the strangest of places - and you NEVER know, that guy you like on tumblr could well be your next boyfriend.

  Or like me - the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with.

  for Jeremy 

Submitted by: jackcripps

In French, you don’t really say “I miss you.” You say “tu me manques,” which is closer to “you are missing from me.”

I love that. “You are missing from me.” You are a part of me, you are essential to my being. You are like a limb, or an organ, or blood. I cannot function without you.

in america we don’t say i love you 4ever we say i love you 5ever (dat means more then 4evr).

katherineofvalois:

AW YISS PEASANT COMICS BY KATE BEATON

hereunoia:

If the boy who draws

let’s you look over his shoulder.

If the poet

smiles

and shows you her words.

If the girl who sings for the shower only,

hums a song

in front of you.


Know that you’re no longer a person

but the air

and dust

that fills their lungs.


When the world perishes,

and all things cease to exist,

you’ll remain inside an ink stain,

a paint brush,

a song.

— Alaska Gold

other-wordly:

pronunciation | ‘tor-pe (torr-peh)note | this torpe is Tagalog slang; it also means something like “clumsy” or “awkward” in Spanish.

other-wordly:

pronunciation | ‘tor-pe (torr-peh)
note | this torpe is Tagalog slang; it also means something like “clumsy” or “awkward” in Spanish.

Ten Relationship Words That Aren't Translatable Into English
  • Mamihlapinatapei (Yagan, an indigenous language of Tierra del Fuego): The wordless yet meaningful look shared by two people who desire to initiate something, but are both reluctant to start.
  • Yuanfen (Chinese): A relationship by fate or destiny. This is a complex concept. It draws on principles of predetermination in Chinese culture, which dictate relationships, encounters and affinities, mostly among lovers and friends.
  • Cafuné (Brazilian Portuguese): The act of tenderly running your fingers through someone's hair.
  • Retrouvailles (French): The happiness of meeting again after a long time.
  • Ilunga (Bantu): A person who is willing to forgive abuse the first time; tolerate it the second time, but never a third time.
  • La Douleur Exquise (French): The heart-wrenching pain of wanting someone you can’t have.
  • Koi No Yokan (Japanese): The sense upon first meeting a person that the two of you are going to fall into love.
  • Ya’aburnee (Arabic): “You bury me.” It’s a declaration of one’s hope that they’ll die before another person, because of how difficult it would be to live without them.
  • Forelsket: (Norwegian): The euphoria you experience when you’re first falling in love.
  • Saudade (Portuguese): The feeling of longing for someone that you love and is lost. Another linguist describes it as a "vague and constant desire for something that does not and probably cannot exist."

 Falling in love is a stupid expression. It’s not like falling at all. Falling implies some sort of trajectory before impact- this is like– it’s like she’s just crossing my path and I’m walking straight into her.

- The Doctor (via stormcagedsongbird46)

 I missed you every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I’d catch myself just walking around to find you, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I’d seen something that I wanted to tell you about or because I wanted to hear your voice. And then I’d realize that you weren’t there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me.

- Leigh Bardugo, Shadow and Bone (via larmoyante)

The most captivating and meaningful romance ever captured on film, and they didn’t even need 10 minutes.

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