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DETAILS IN THE FABRIC

The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience. -Eleanor Roosevelt

maybe with time you’ll become a blur. maybe i’ll forget what it was like. maybe it’ll get easier if i can’t remember you so well.

jadinhamarques:
“Consider the fact that for 3.8 billion years, a period of time older than the Earth’s mountains and rivers and oceans, every one of your forebears on both sides has been attractive enough to find a mate, healthy enough to reproduce, and sufficiently blessed by fate and circumstances to live long enough to do so. Not one of your pertinent ancestors was squashed, devoured, drowned, starved, stranded, stuck fast, untimely wounded, or otherwise deflected from its life’s quest of delivering a tiny charge of genetic material to the right partner at the right moment in order to perpetuate the only possible sequence of hereditary combinations that could result — eventually, astoundingly, and all too briefly — in you.” — Bill Bryson

pdrennan:

this is such a beautiful way to think about life. astounding, really.

Take my eyes, take my heart. I need them no more if never again the fall upon the one I so adore. — Dave Matthews Band

(Source: thegaucho)

herdingthementallygrotesque: Circle Peacock by Tracey Cameron

Regarding public education…

The serenity that would come over me when you’d speak.

The security that your arms provided.

The warmth that came with knowing someone wanted to take care of me.

I miss it all.