I Will Never Understand People Who Don’t Like History. How Can You Not Be Entranced By Something So

Moonlight

“I wrote poetry, I befriended the ghosts inside”

— (via michaelbogild)

#yes

That's it. That's their friendship.

Jung’s architecture of the psyche

Eugene Taylor, The Mystery of Personality

love this bohemian maximalism

Hello god it's me again....

Is it really love when they don’t listen to your rants on all your fictional crushes then secretly do things to match up to them?

Look at your wrist, see the blueish veins? The blood flowing through them contains hemoglobin, a protein that has four iron atoms incorporated into its structure. Iron is only naturally produced in one place, it can only be forged in the core of dying stars.

Every time you look at your veins, remember that you are built from, and kept alive by, pieces of stardust.

"Because I'm starting to wonder if this is what being in love is. Being okay with ripping yourself to shreds, so the other person can stay whole"

- Olive, the Love Hypothesis