[video]
(via rachel-interrupted)
“Admit it. You aren’t like them. You’re not even close. You may occasionally dress yourself up as one of them, watch the same mindless television shows as they do, maybe even eat the same fast food sometimes. But it seems that the more you try to fit in, the more you feel like an outsider, watching the “normal people” as they go about their automatic existences. For every time you say club passwords like “Have a nice day” and “Weather’s awful today, eh?”, you yearn inside to say forbidden things like “Tell me something that makes you cry” or “What do you think deja vu is for?”. Face it, you even want to talk to that girl in the elevator. But what if that girl in the elevator (and the balding man who walks past your cubicle at work) are thinking the same thing? Who knows what you might learn from taking a chance on conversation with a stranger? Everyone carries a piece of the puzzle. Nobody comes into your life by mere coincidence. Trust your instincts. Do the unexpected. Find the others…” — Timothy Leary (via hip-)
(via hip-)
One
two
three
four
I declare
a time war.
#five
#six
Nine,
Ten,
Eleven,
Twelve.
The Doctor died,
and Silence Fell
Twelve,
Eleven,
Ten,
Nine.
Here he goes,
back in time.
FOUR FOR YOU WHOVIANS.
YOU GO WHOVIANS.
(via hermyhan)
[video]
“But don’t forget who you really are. And I’m not talking about your so-called real name. All names are made up by someone else, even the one your parents gave you. You know who you really are. When you’re alone at night, looking up at the stars, or maybe lying in your bed in total darkness, you know that nameless person inside you.” — Louis Sachar (via rachel-interrupted)
(Source: onlinecounsellingcollege, via rachel-interrupted)
(via usefulguilt)
(Source: almaguerrera, via cometogetherr)
