tell me now where was my fault, in loving you with my whole heart?

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moledro

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. a feeling of resonant connection with an author or artist you’ll never meet, who may have lived centuries ago and thousands of miles away but can still get inside your head and leave behind morsels of their experience, like the little piles of stones left by hikers that mark a hidden path through unfamiliar territory.

(via adenouement)


angelmannequin: Rock legend Bob Dylan was honored by President Barack Obama with the Medal of Freedom today in a ceremony held at the White House. “Bob’s voice, with its weight, its unique gravely power, was redefining not just what music sounded like, but the message it carried and how it made people feel,” Mr. Obama said of the musician. (CBS/AP)
i like the word radiate a lot
Do you ever look at a picture of yourself and see a stranger in the background? Makes you wonder how many strangers have pictures of you. How many moments of other people’s lives have we been in? Were we a part of someone’s life when their dreams came true? Or were we there when their dreams died? Did we keep trying to get in as is if we were somehow destined to be there? Or did the shot take us by surprise? Just think. You could be a big part of someone else’s life and not even know it. Lucas Scott   (via fateama)

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skullballoon:

I hate when people tell me they’d die for me and then act like it’s a big fucking deal. Dying is easy. How about you live for me? That would really mean something.

(via m-e-l-s)