it’s kind of weird knowing that when you sleep, you’re just looking at your eyelids but somewhere in your brain, you are able to produce dreams as if you’re still awake.
"Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but “Mom’s” probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else, but just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes."
The Winter of the Air (via fuckinq)
I just burst into tears…
I don’t feel like running so I’ll just wake up early tomorrow and run twice
Shades of White
I’ve been wanting to get a new edition of Nineteen Eighty-Four by George Orwell, especially after my Orwell haul earlier in the week and the fact that I’m doing an essay on him for uni. It’s something I’d love to read again and as much as I like collecting the orange Popular Penguins, I have a weakness for getting nice editions of classics that I love. So I ended up ordering my favourite. I owe thanks to thereadables and thefictionologist for making me aware of its beauty because wow.
Daily Show correspondent Michael Che tries to find a safe place to report from.
White people get mad when you wear a band t shirt of a band you don’t listen to, but they’re fine with wearing headdresses from cultures they know and care nothing about.