There is in every one of us, even those who seem to be most moderate, a type of...– Plato, The Republic (via semperaugustus)
Yours is the voice I hear in my sweetest moments It’s the voice that is my comfort in darkest night Your name is the one that escapes my flushed lips in fevered passions The one I daren’t say aloud for the subsequent acquiescence to your reality How have you become the other half of my DNA You’ve crept steadily into my soul replacing my worst parts with your best I am fierce and yet, at your...
With you, I’m useless with words. As if somehow I had to learn to speak all over...– Sandra Cisneros (via fleurishes) Love
Bonnaroooooooo - that is all so far amazing super excited for the rest of tonight and tomorrow and Sunday!!!
Promise me, darling Never to wake from our world For it must be within your dreams that we reside I surely could never condone the separation of our skin Even by the finest silk Heretical unspeakable distances I happily a figment of your imagination Live in the nighttime dance behind your eyes Existing in reality somehow inexplicably, excruciatingly apart Mired in the lie of...
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hidingincanada: Why would Ten “save” River to the harddrive in the first place, if not to bring her back? You think River would ever be cool with hanging out for the rest of eternity in the Matrix? Its just such a silly way for her to spend her twilight years. She’s wasting away in there. She was saved for a reason. I’ll bet you all, ten, twenty years down the line, the Doctor will get into...