Autistic artist Stephen Wiltshire draws spellbinding 18ft picture of New York from memory… after a 20-minute helicopter ride over city.
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I will not stop searching until I do.
Autistic artist Stephen Wiltshire draws spellbinding 18ft picture of New York from memory… after a 20-minute helicopter ride over city.
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I miss Jon a whole lot tonight. Ugh.
Glee is covering Gotye’s “Somebody That I Used To Know”.
If you need me, I’ll be in the corner crying.
vomiting. everywhere. jesus christ they’re going to fucking ruin it and i can’t even handle all the awful emotions i have right now
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It’s the oldest story in the world. one day you’re seventeen and planning for ‘some day’, and then quietly and without you ever really noticing, ‘some day’ is today. and then ‘some day’ is yesterday. and this is your life. we spend so much time wanting, pursuing, wishing. but ambition is good. chasing things with integrity is good. dreaming.
If you had a friend you knew you’d never see again, what would you say? if you could do one last thing for someone you love, what would it be? say it, do it, don’t wait. nothing lasts forever. make a wish and place it in your heart. anything you want. everything you want. do you have it? good. now believe it can come true. you never know where the next miracle’s gonna come from. the next memory. the next smile. the next wish come true.
But if you believe that it’s right around the corner, and you open your heart and your mind to the possibility of it, to the certainty of it, you just might get the thing you’re wishing for. the world is full of magic, you just have to believe in it.
So make your wish. do you have it? good. now believe in it. with all your heart.
Goodbye One Tree Hill. Thank you for nine wonderful seasons.
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Blood Bank lyrics by Bon Iver. I always reminisce on the past and worry about the future, so I wanted a reminder to live in the present.
Done by Nick Arena at Devil’s Rose Tattoo, Blue Point NY
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I had this overwhelming feeling today that basically told me that everthing that I’ve believed in, everything I’ve done in my life is a joke. I’m such a risk taker and an impulse doer. I have been for as long as I could remember, but before tonight I never once had a single regret in my life. I’ve always believed that in order to gain true happiness in life, you had to really go out there and get it. I’m TERRIFIED, beyond terrified of heights, yet last year I decided I wanted to feel the peacefulness in skydiving. I decided to go solo without an instructor which requires taking a super long class with them telling you how to avoid death. Of course that only makes your fear even worse. Unfortunately and fortunately, I have never been a quitter and I stuck it out and it was the most rewarding experience of my life. Granted, I was too light and it was too windy, so I literally blew away, smacked through a tree and landed in the ER with a broken face, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world. The feeling it brought me was unlike any I had ever felt. The problem with me, though, is that I’m always searching for a feeling that I know I’ll never feel again. A rare feeling I’d only share with one person. I’ll go after these unreachable men knowing from the beginning that the odds of it actually working out are extremely thin, yet I always dive in wanting to take that risk and am so confused when it doesn’t work out. I’m such a believer in true love and soulmates that I’m always so afraid that if I don’t act on even the smallest chance of potential love, I’ll lose it. Like I wouldn’t be worthy of finding true love because I never took chances. I’ve reached this horrible point where I don’t feel like I should be the person that I am anymore. That is a horrible feeling to reach. My last relationship, which has been my longest college relationship so far, was with Jon. It was an amazing relationship. He was an amazing boyfriend and I was an amazing girlfriend. We were adventurous and he taught me so many things I never knew before. He would send me all of these random facts through text, like a “random fact of the day” text all the time, even after we broke up. He was incredibly smart and cultured, breathtakingly gorgeous, and had an amazing heart. I was always left in awe at his kindness for people. I’ve always told myself that if I go out to eat with a guy and they are rude or just simply not acknowledging their server, it’d be a deal breaker. From Jon and I’s first date, he probably made me look mean. In the almost year that we dated, we didn’t fight. We’d have issues, like any other couple, but we would sit down like adults and actually have a conversation. We never went to bed mad. I can only remember one, mybe two, disputes that we had. Our relationship ended because Jon was afraid of taking a risk. The day after Jon graduated from OSU, he signed into the Navy to be a diver. I knew the day was coming for him to leave, and was fully prepared to be there for him every step. He didn’t want to hold me back through college with him being so far away, so we broke up in February. We stayed friends and talked everyday until he went to basic and I write him every chance I get and plan on going to Chicago in May for his graduation. I wouldn’t trade our relationship for the world, but it has given me the feeling that I’m only hurting myself. What is the point? Every risk that I’ve taken, with every guy I’ve ever had feelings for, has brought me right back to here. To being alone. Don’t get me wrong, I love being alone. I love being single and learning life experiences as I go. But far more than that, I just want to find someone who is willing to take a risk for me. Someone who’d be willing to just jump in their car, drive a ways and spend a day or even just a few hours with me. I have done that for others. So many times I’ve done these unbelievably selfless gestures for people because I thought they genuinely deserved to be treated that way because they are good people. I’ve never expected it return, but I’m too that point where I keep asking myself when is it my turn to be treated that way? I never wanted to be one of those people that thought putting in effort for people that wouldn’t give it in return was a waste. Now I understand. I need to be more aware of myself and less giving to others. That is a terribly sad feeling for me. I suppose this is how walls our built?
Madison Square Garden ‘72.. John’s beautiful ‘Mother’ song.
this is the Lennon song that I relate to the most, not having a father figure but wanting one so badly…I don’t know, it just always had an impact on my life.
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Saturday night I talked to Jon on the phone and told him I was coming to see him Monday since it’s my only day off. I couldn’t leave Stillwater until two, got lost in Dallas and it threw me another hour behind. I finally got to Plano at seven and he made plans with his friends already so he’s not even home. He thought I wasn’t coming anymore since I didn’t call him, but I lost my phone! ARRGGGH. So now I’m phoneless, hungry, and alone waiting on Jon to get here. I’m also leaving at 4am to go back to Stillwater. So much for a good night. :/
I so need this to wear in Religious Studies.
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