Allo. emily. 19. priest. i applied to college for the vine. enclosed is a love affair with humanity
(send me love poems, yo.)
September 29th
12:17 PM
"On top of the waves of the Galilee,
I wonder what I would have become if you hadn’t trusted me.
I tell you the sun is a gas ball and you agree.
I tell you, you cannot find heaven in the sky and you do not bat an eye.
I tell you that I am mortal and you pick up a sword to prove me wrong."
—  "Unconventional Love, a poem for Peter"
September 28th
11:29 PM


what haircuts tell you about sexuality:

  • straight girls all have long hair
  • lesbians always have short hair
  • bisexuals wear an elegant yet easy to maintain bob
  • asexuals shave their head in the style of the pious monk
  • pansexuals put pans on their head. they put a fucking pan on th


How do you tell your online friend that your a monster with no mouth



Hemingway goes up to the counter and orders one espresso. It’s hot. He drinks it in silence. It makes him remember his father’s cabin. He thinks about the woman he loved once. He does not smile. The coffee reminds him of war - short but painful, swallowed down quickly. One could order worse drinks. He leaves Starbucks and walks out into the rain.

"I have spent a good many years since ― too many, I think ― being ashamed about what I write. I think I was forty before I realized that almost every writer of fiction or poetry who has ever published a line has been accused by someone of wasting his or her God-given talent. If you write (or paint or dance or sculpt or sing, I suppose), someone will try to make you feel lousy about it, that’s all."
—  Stephen King, On Writing: A Memoir of the Craft (via maxkirin)
"I don’t need a knight. I need a dragon. Dragons conquer fire and men."
—  Your World In A Sentence or Three, Rose North (via aquaticas)
"The truth is, when you banish the gods from the world, they eventually come back - with a vengeance. Humans can’t stay away from gods, and gods can’t stay away from humans. It’s the natural order of things."
—  Richelle Mead, Gameboard of the Gods (via sonnywortzik)


photosynthesis… hacked

*stares at the sun* we’re in.



photosynthesis… hacked

*stares at the sun* we’re in.


The aliens watch as
two humans go to a talent show
and sit in the back row.
One of them is sobbing and the
other one moves further away.
Peculiar, the aliens think,
noticing a loud hum.

When the show is over,
both humans applaud along with everyone else.
The hum gets quieter as they
get up to leave, and the aliens
notice that they’re both crying, now.

Slowly, finally, the silhouette
of their bodies melts into one.

A quiet symphony. No hum.

The aliens compile a list of facts
to take back home with them:

1. The space between two people
has a voice.
2. Crying sounds like singing.
3. Bravery looks like a stage.
4. They clap their hands because they
are looking for an excuse to hold

—  Caitlyn Siehl, The Aliens (via themaraudersaredead)


Chelsea March  - “Outward expression is one of my most favorite methods of worship. Fashion & blogging are an extension of me & all of it is an extension of what God is doing in my life. I love being able to create visual art, style & conceptualize. I thank God everyday for the gift of vision He’s given me in terms of art & fashion”

An ongoing Portrait project with c3brooklyn.

by Emmanuel Afolabi. 


The history of film in one scene