What do lions and your dad have in common (besides that fact that they are both kings of the jungle)? They both carry their young like a mother effin’ boss.
The only people that interest me are the mad ones. The ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like roman candles across the night. — Jack Kerouac- On the Road (via thatkindofwomansylvie-vartan
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i’m really looking forward to more comfortable silences. more shyness. and genuine exploration. tomorrow will be beautiful. and all the other tomorrows too. even if they take a few seconds to realize.
“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.” - Charles Dickens
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I take the parts that I remember and stitch them back together to make a creature that will do what I say or love me back.
A group of Christians showed up at a Chicago gay pride parade in July.
They were holding up signs saying “I’m sorry that Christians judge you”
“I’m sorry for how the churches treated you” and “I used to be a bible-banging homophobe, I’m sorry”
This isn’t what I normally post, but it’s too beautiful to pass up.
I wish so much that I could have been a part of this. Bravo.
Quality moment is quality.
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Amazing photos of a family in the 1970’s that lived with a lion by Michael Rougier. (LIFE Archive)
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my nephew will be a gentleman.
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Black water. How is this such a familiar scene?









