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If he tries to dive into
the aftermath of the storm
that was you,
step back.

Bare your splinters and cracks.
Tell him you are a landmine.
A bomb only breaths short of exploding.
See if he dares come
and go,
all footsteps heavy
with promise.

And when he does,
go forth.
Explode into flowers and
a million love poems
in his arms.
Call him home.

when storms brew, Jamela Dabuet (inklustt)



this is so important

mostly nature


i miss when i was like 12 and it would be the night before a big field trip or something and i couldnt go to sleep because i was so excited. i miss being so into a book that i would stay up past my bed time reading it. everything seems so bland or something idk. i’m only 19 and everything is so tiring. i miss wanting to be awake


if I ever fall into a coma someone please come secretly tweeze my eyebrows so I can make all the nurses hella jealous of my unconscious eyebrow game. 

“I want to roll over at 2 a.m. to a kiss from you not a text message”

(via cyhbercutie)





Not sure why but this is how my phone took a picture of lightning

Looks like it took half of this world, and half of a dark world.
It’s so rad and creepy, gives the spook chills

Science side here: The flash coming off of the lightning is very fast. Your phonecamera’s shutter actually takes the photo from side to side. The flash of lightning (or perhaps another lightning) struck while it was in the middle of photographing, leaving half of the photo being from before the flash, and the other half during it.

Science Fiction side here: What really happened was a tear in the fabric of reality. During that fraction of second you camera was able to pierce through the veil that separate this dimension from the mirror-image one, also known as mirror universe. Your alternate self probably did the same, at the same time. You alternate self also has a goatee and/or an eyepatch.