Still Searching For My Rainbow


sparklesandpretending:

matchbookmag: 50 Classic Matchbook Girl Novels – The Checklist


In an ideal world no one would talk before 10am. People would just hug, because waking up is really hard.

– Zooey Deschanel (via sorakeem)

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Via Bathwater

thedailywhat:

Animated GIF of the Day: Stay safe.

[gleuch.]



abcworldnews:

A lemur eats from a refrigerated watermelon to refresh itself in Rome’s zoo, July, 12, 2011. Zoo staff offered animals frozen and refrigerated fruit to refresh them as temperatures reached 104 Fahrenheit. (Rome Bioparco Fundation/AP Photo)

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Vacation photos.



Vacation!!

Vacation in 6 days, birthday in 14 days makes me feel like this…

And like this.

And then like this.

I’ll post pretty vacation pictures. Ciao.


Reblog if you live here!

I want to follow all of you!

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Via fear is a friend who's misunderstood

auntada:

“Stagecoach” Mary Fields (c. 1832-1914) was born a slave in Tennessee and following the Civil War, she moved to the pioneer community of Cascade, Montana. In 1895, when she was around 60 years old, Fields became the second woman and first African American carrier for the US Postal Service. Despite her age, she never missed a day of work in the ten years she carried the mail and earned the nickname “Stagecoach” for her reliability. Fields loved the job, despite the many dangers and difficulties such as wolves and thieves (she was an excellent marksman, defending her route with a revolver and a rifle).

The people of Cascade so loved and respected Fields, that each year on her birthday they closed the schools to celebrate the occasion. They even built her a new house when she lost her home in a fire in 1912.


“Sometimes I feel like there’s a hole inside of me, an emptiness that at times seems to burn. I think if you lifted my heart to your ear, you could probably hear the ocean. The moon tonight, there’s a circle around it. Sign of trouble not far behind. I have this dream of being whole. Of not going to sleep each night, wanting. But still sometimes, when the wind is warm or the crickets sing… I dream of a love that even time will lie down and be still for. I just want someone to love me. I want to be seen.” — Practical Magic


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