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  2. shepherd-tails:

    9/14/2014

    Drake, my mom’s boxer/lab puppy. 

    (via trumpetcorgi)

     
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  6. mkposh:

    takozu:

    break-the-frozenheart:

    tan-the-man:

    camiekahle:

    ageotropic:

    youjustwaitandsee:

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    Okay… That’s it… I think I’m going to set this as my alarm on my phone so I can feel like I’m waking up in heaven on a daily basis.

    There’s just something about children’s choirs.

    There’s just something about this song

    Okay, let me tell you a thing about this song. My mother is a nurse in the NICU with small premature babies. and she had one baby that was born addicted to 5 different drugs. Needless to say, the poor baby had to suffer through intense withdrawals, and my mom discovered that this song was incredibly soothing for the baby while he went through all of his pain. She would play this during his rougher patches, and it would calm him down. So yes, there is something about this song. 

    Fun facts!

    This song is a mele (soft, metered song with music) in contrast to an oli (a chant), and translated, it’s a song actually for Chief Kalakaua and Cheifess Lili’ulani. It tells of the beautiful scenery of all the islands, and specifically, a beautiful blooming flower that withstands the summits of each significant peak of Hawaii (including Mauna Kea!). 
    If you contrast the words mele and oli, you will hear them (say them outloud!) how soft, and harsh they are respectively. This mele is comprised of mostly soft, flowing words (save for the name of the mountains!) and the combination of those beautiful words used to name beautiful things and the Children’s Chorus is probably what it is.

    Peace(fulness) transcends language.

    Already in my collection.

    (via me-oh-my-i-waste-so-much-time)

     

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  9. les misérables + text posts (part 1) 

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  10. how to get a boyfriend

    neptunain:

    put peanut butter on a pinecone and roll it in bird seed. hang it up outside. wait.

    (via plethoraofpinatas)

     
  11. insanity-and-vanity:

    "Gatsby believed in the green light, the orgiastic future that year by year recedes before us. It eluded us then, but that’s no matter — tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther… And one fine morning —
    So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.”

    The Great Gatsby (2013)

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  14. "I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me, too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you." - Frida Kahlo

    (Source: bellecs, via somnia-maior)

     

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    HIGH SCHOOL



    This is how to run a stick of Chapstick
    down the black boxes on your scantron
    so the grading machine skips the wrong
    answers. This is how to honor roll. Hell,
    this is how to National Honor Society.
    This is being voted “Most Likely to Marry
    for Money” or “Talks the Most, Says the
    Least” for senior superlatives. This is
    stepping around the kids having panic
    attacks in the hallway. This is being the
    kid having a panic attack in the hallway.
    This is making the A with purple moons
    stamped under both eyes. We had to try.
    This is telling the ACT supervisor you have
    ADHD to get extra time. Today, the average
    high school student has the same anxiety
    levels as the average 1950’s psychiatric
    patient. We know the Pythagorean theorem
    by heart, but short-circuit when asked
    “How are you?” We don’t know. We don’t
    know. That wasn’t on the study guide.
    We usually know the answer, but rarely
    know ourselves.

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    — HIGH SCHOOL By Blythe Baird (via bl-ossomed)

    (Source: blythebrooklyn, via glittercrusader)