I really wanted a place where I can repost what I find inspiring and post my latest work, be it a poem, sketch, etc. I only hope that I can get feedback.

There is no greater joy than seeing a genuinely good man, who works as hard as he can every day, and deserves all the success in the world, actually get that success. For Stephen, we’re just thrilled.

My first love
was some insignificant boy
when it should have been
myself.

Michelle K., First Love (via celeritious)

comedycentral:

Click here to watch Jon Stewart discuss Fox News’s bizarre spring break coverage on last night’s Daily Show.

This just made my night(:

Some nights I close my eyes and imagine feeling your lips on mine, your whispered words slowly pushing my legs apart.

psych2go:

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Psych2go features various psychological findings and myths. In the future, psych2go attempts to include sources to posts for the for the purpose of generating discussions and commentaries. This will give readers a chance to critically examine psychology.

psych2go:

For more posts like these, go visit psych2go

Psych2go features various psychological findings and myths. In the future, psych2go attempts to include sources to posts for the for the purpose of generating discussions and commentaries. This will give readers a chance to critically examine psychology.

thejournalofbisonjack:

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When I am old, how will I know

if the similarly aged stranger sitting next to me

on the park bench was not once a childhood friend?

And, on occasion, what if the stranger recognizes me

and wants to know what became of me. Where did I go,

what did I do, where do I live, any kids, has it…

Beautiful!

I romanticized you into
something I could love,
but my heart was the poem
you always read wrong
& my body was the pages
you bent in half, egotistical
enough to think that you could
always revisit them later, but
my literature is being read
by others now & you will
never again hear me gasp
& moan my prose into your ear,
never again be able to crack
my novel open as an afternoon escape
from the hatred you harbor for yourself.
I will forget every poem, every book
that you ever stuck your hand in & write
a new story with characters who know
how to love & an ending where I’m finally
happy again, because I might have given you
my fragile ribs, my messy soul, & my
pink & wounded heart, but I never
ever gave you my pen.

Moriah Pearson, writing you out of the story
(via mooneyedandglowing)

(Source: c--a--s--h)

Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time.

—Maya Angelou (via citythatistocome)

Maybe I will…

To discover yourself, one must surrender to what is true. Surrender comes before discovery.

—Thomas Winninger (via kvtes)

forever-cheeky:

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE GIF EVER

forever-cheeky:

THIS IS MY FAVOURITE GIF EVER

With an undefended heart, we can fall in love with life over and over every day. We can become children of wonder, grateful to be walking on earth, grateful to belong with each other and to all of creation. We can find our true refuge in every moment, in every breath.

—Tara Brach  (via cosmofilius)

(Source: zenhumanism)