Illuminate Love

camach0: I love when moments like this get captured on film. I...

Tue, 14 May 2013 13:46:27 -0400

I love when moments like this get captured on film. I always wonder what became of the people in them.. I bet they wouldn’t have guessed that half a century later people would still be admiring them. And think how important that kiss must have been to the both of them, to go to all the trouble. I hope to be kissed with such fervor someday. And I hope they made it.

hippiesispunkz: x

Tue, 14 May 2013 13:37:24 -0400

hippiesispunkz:

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sextinghmu: adult-paradox: SOFT GRUNGE BLOG† ~either way i’m...

Tue, 14 May 2013 13:28:08 -0400

sextinghmu:

adult-paradox:

SOFT GRUNGE BLOG†

~either way i’m still better than you~

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Tue, 14 May 2013 13:24:26 -0400

babybehemoth: Anxiety attacks are the worst because sometimes you have no idea why you’re crying or...

Sun, 12 May 2013 17:43:52 -0400

babybehemoth:

Anxiety attacks are the worst because sometimes you have no idea why you’re crying or angry and you just think of everything wrong in your life and you can’t control it all you can do is breath in and out and cry it out

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Sun, 12 May 2013 17:32:50 -0400

weare-too-young-to-care: PARTY BLOG

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:38:10 -0400

weare-too-young-to-care:

PARTY BLOG

crystvllized: vintage photography ☯✝

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:37:09 -0400

crystvllized:

vintage photography ☯✝

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:36:23 -0400

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:31:26 -0400

so-far-in-my-past: Bitch.

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:29:02 -0400

so-far-in-my-past:

Bitch.

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:28:44 -0400

ifthese-sh33ts-werethestates: dancinginblood-andscars: sexhilar...

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:26:13 -0400

ifthese-sh33ts-werethestates:

dancinginblood-andscars:

sexhilaration:

young leo is so fucking hot

Dem eyes though

been waiting for this gif for ages

unicorns0n-acid: wotdafuck: sometimesaroundmidnight: ✞ We are...

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:25:21 -0400

unicorns0n-acid:

wotdafuck:

sometimesaroundmidnight:

✞ We are the kids our parents warned us about ✞

soft grunge here†††

✟softgrunge✟

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:25:11 -0400

desolve: It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change...

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:23:38 -0400

desolve:

It will take just 37 seconds to read this and change your thinking..

Two men, both seriously ill, occupied the same hospital room.

One man was allowed to sit up in his bed for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluid from his lungs.

His bed was next to the room’s only window.

The other man had to spend all his time flat on his back.

The men talked for hours on end.

They spoke of their wives and families, their homes, their jobs, their involvement in the military service, where they had been on vacation..

Every afternoon, when the man in the bed by the window could sit up, he would pass the time by describing to his roommate all the things he could see outside the window.

The man in the other bed began to live for those one hour periods where his world would be broadened and enlivened by all the activity and color of the world outside.

The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake.
Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Young lovers walked arm in arm amidst flowers of every color and a fine view of the city skyline could be seen in the distance.

As the man by the window described all this in exquisite details, the man on the other side of the room would close his eyes and imagine this picturesque scene.

One warm afternoon, the man by the window described a parade passing by.

Although the other man could not hear the band - he could see it in his mind’s eye as the gentleman by the window portrayed it with descriptive words.

Days, weeks and months passed.

One morning, the day nurse arrived to bring water for their baths only to find the lifeless body of the man by the window, who had died peacefully in his sleep.

She was saddened and called the hospital attendants to take the body away.

As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure he was comfortable, she left him alone.

Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look at the real world outside.
He strained to slowly turn to look out the window besides the bed.

It faced a blank wall.

The man asked the nurse what could have compelled his deceased roommate who had described such wonderful things outside this window.

The nurse responded that the man was blind and could not even see the wall.

She said, ‘Perhaps he just wanted to encourage you.’

Epilogue:

There is tremendous happiness in making others happy, despite our own situations.
Shared grief is half the sorrow, but happiness when shared, is doubled.
If you want to feel rich, just count all the things you have that money can’t buy.
‘Today is a gift, that is why it is called The Present .’

The origin of this letter is unknown, but please pass it on.

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:20:44 -0400

unicorns0n-acid: classy-as-fcuk: wotdafuck: my-fuckedup-won-de...

Fri, 10 May 2013 17:20:05 -0400

unicorns0n-acid:

classy-as-fcuk:

wotdafuck:

my-fuckedup-won-der-land:

✥✝Grunge/Vintage✝✥

soft grunge here†††

††Click for similar posts††

♡Advice Blog♡

✟softgrunge✟

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:16:48 -0400

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Fri, 10 May 2013 17:15:07 -0400