Februarybelle - See You, Space Cowboy

me: *sees new pics/vids of harry*

me:

Panic! at the disco “Northern Donwpour” live at The Bowery Ballroom (x) February 1, 2011 Vices & Virtues Tour

Okay but I just realized

In the Iliad, Achilles loved Patroclus to the point where Zeus had to intervene and restrain his rage because he knew that Achilles’ anger could defy fate and destroy Troy before it was meant to fall. 

Achilles’ rage at Patroclus’ death could elude fate itself. That’s how much he loved him.

one direction’s stole my heart is the pinnacle of musical artistry and you’re a fool if you try and tell me otherwise

Ilya Kaminsky, “A City Like a Guillotine Shivers on Its Way to the Neck”, Deaf Republic

[Text ID: “At the trial of God, we will ask: why did you allow all this? And the answer will be an echo: why did you allow all this?”]

Glacier Peak Circumnavigation by williswall

Julian Posted this on twitter

excuse me if this makes very little sense as i have been drinking and it is almost eleven pm on a wednesday but today i walked into my favourite cafe and the frenchman who makes my coffee, didier, told me about how he had just discovered that the woman who had left as I came in happened to live on the same street as his brother, “isn’t the world remarkable?” he said to me. I laughed, “don’t you wonder about how many people you meet on a daily basis that you have something in common with without realising?”

Tonight I had beers with a couple of guys, they were old friends. “How long have you known each other?” I asked. They laughed, “guess!” Turns our they shared a wetnurse, a connection their mothers didn’t discover until they became friends years later.

As I walked to the train I texted my housemate to ask where she was, if she wanted to meet up before we headed home. Suddenly I heard my name called as she ran across the station towards me. “Oh how strange, I just messaged you!”

Sometimes the world feels very large and our differences seem unbridgeable. Other days we run into one another over and over again, and I am glad to recognise friends.

But who could love me, I am out of my mind?

chicago