Crash of Thunder
Amateur Illustrator. Professional Student. Forgetful Gamer. Apparently Funny Guy.

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We’re all seeking that special person who is right for us. But if you’ve been through enough relationships, you begin to suspect there’s no right person, just different flavors of wrong. Why is this? Because you yourself are wrong in some way, and you seek out partners who are wrong in some complementary way. But it takes a lot of living to grow fully into your own wrongness. And it isn’t until you finally run up against your deepest demons, your unsolvable problems—the ones that make you truly who you are—that we’re ready to find a lifelong mate. Only then do you finally know what you’re looking for. You’re looking for the wrong person. But not just any wrong person: the right wrong person—someone you lovingly gaze upon and think, “This is the problem I want to have.”

I will find that special person who is wrong for me in just the right way.

Let our scars fall in love.

Galway Kinnell (via observando)

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itrybutijustendupeatingfries:

leepyr:

doitforasgard:

samcannon:

“You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rock.” 

But actually, after a very long time, if it keeps going, the water will eventually shape the rock. You don’t realize it at first but it’s happening, it happens every second. Yes, you’re the water, but if you can’t see how you changed the universe, it doesn’t mean you didn’t.

You are what everyone needs in their life

be my best friend. 

itrybutijustendupeatingfries:

leepyr:

doitforasgard:

samcannon:

“You can’t control the Universe. You are the water, not the rock.” 

But actually, after a very long time, if it keeps going, the water will eventually shape the rock. You don’t realize it at first but it’s happening, it happens every second. Yes, you’re the water, but if you can’t see how you changed the universe, it doesn’t mean you didn’t.

You are what everyone needs in their life

be my best friend. 

I enjoy controlled loneliness. I like wandering around the city alone. I’m not afraid of coming back to an empty flat and lying down in an empty bed. I’m afraid of having no one to miss, of having no one to love.
Kuba Wojewodzki, Polish journalist and comedian (via thoughtsonfire)

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There’s something mystical in the gradual
decline. Like somehow I’m always trying
not to lose it in a Walgreen’s. So profoundly
unstable in a phone booth by the sea. I’m calling out
to the water, to weather, the graceless weight
of days.
Dillon J. Welch, “Confessional Poem (Please, Please),” published in Jellyfish. (via chazkeats)

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erizo1404:

by Wesley Burt

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koreanmodel:

Streetstyle: Kim Wonjung at Seoul Fashion Week shot by Kim Jin Yong

koreanmodel:

Streetstyle: Kim Wonjung at Seoul Fashion Week shot by Kim Jin Yong