Shakespeare is my Homeboy

The lunatic, the lover, and the poet,
Are of imagination all compact

The random thoughts I have as well as a hearty dose of Shakespeare. Enjoy it.

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Dec
03

xeladner:

OHDAMN

This is awesome.

(via tinycitiesmadeofashes)

EPIC

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schmolitics:

Unsaid - The Fray

Not that you’re the one
Not to say I’m right
Not to say today
And not to say a thing tonight

But suffice it to say
We’re leaving things unsaid
We sing ourselves to sleep
Watching the day lie down instead

And we are leaving some things unsaid
And we are breathing deeper instead

We’re both pretty sure
Neither one can tell
We seem difficult
What we got is hard as hell

A hundred thousand words could not quite explain
So I walk you to your car And we can talk it out in the rain

And we are leaving some things unsaid
And we are breathing deeper instead
And we are leaving some things unsaid

I can sing myself to sleep
No more

Dec
02

hotpotofcoffee:

bizarrelyneutral:(via saharsblog) (via autumnalgalaxies) (via vanitykills)

aren’t we all

Dec
01

hotpotofcoffee:

thedailywhat: Good luck. [via.]

This is fitting since my mantra has been “I’m Surviving”

meaghanfenner:

(via paigeinwonderland)

This makes me happy.

smyralou:

jswizzie:

Support World Aids day!

Happiness-The Fray.

Happiness is just outside my window
Would it crash blowing 80-miles an hour?
Or is happiness a little more like knocking
On your door, and you just let it in?

Happiness feels a lot like sorrow
Let it be, you can’t make it come or go
But you are gone- not for good but for now
Gone for now feels a lot like gone for good

Happiness is a firecracker sitting on my headboard
Happiness was never mine to hold
Careful child, light the fuse and get away
‘Cause happiness throws a shower of sparks

Happiness damn near destroys you
Breaks your faith to pieces on the floor
So you tell yourself, that’s probably enough for now
Happiness has a violent roar

Happiness is like the old man told me
Look for it, but you’ll never find it all
But let it go, live your life and leave it
Then one day, wake up and she’ll be home
Home, home, home

salondesrefuses:

morbidfashion:

dorkydamaris:

zoloftdreamer:

(via dorkydamaris)

I have a feeling hotpotofcoffee will enjoy this.