She said, ‘I’m so afraid.’ And I said, ‘why?,’ and she said, ‘Because I’m so profoundly happy. Happiness like this is frightening.’ I asked her why and she said, ‘They only let you be this happy if they’re preparing to take something from you.’
Khaled Hosseini, The Kite Runner (2003)

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ewok-gia:


Saturn’s hexagonal storm system in it’s north pole

ewok-gia:

Saturn’s hexagonal storm system in it’s north pole

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She holds her hair up with only two chopsticks and a bobby pin.
Think Atlas. Think shoulders.
When your sadness starts to feast,
she carries the light down from the
mountain and hands it to you,
tells you to set it on fire.
Think Prometheus. Think savior.
On Sunday, she steps out of the shower and you don’t think you’ve ever seen anything more beautiful than the way she walks towards you with a towel on her head, water clinging to her like there is
nowhere else it would rather be.
Think Aphrodite. Think sea foam.
You love her like mythology.
You love her like the impossible stories of Gods and monsters.
When she sings, think fairies.
Think mermaids. Think hymns.
She is the face of the river that
Narcissus fell in love with,
confusing hers for his own.
She is Medusa’s fury,
Athena’s strength,
Achelois’ healing.
You are kissing her in a crowded
restaurant and it feels like praying.
You are watching her instead of the
meteor shower
and you don’t even notice.

bequickdear:

MGMT live on KCRW, 4/16/14

bequickdear:

MGMT live on KCRW, 4/16/14

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odawn:

Xx

odawn:

Xx


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kurt-vonnegutted:

I just want to be so beautiful that men start wars and kill thousands of people and burn entire cities to the ground for the chance to fuck me