roachpatrol:

more than half of all girls report dissatisfaction with their body by age nine, one study shows. 

'i wanted to be a dragon', reports kiara miller, age eight and a half. 'this sucks.'

her friends concur. 

(via jumpingjacktrash)

sunset-lover:

skeletons-of-trees:

✨indie/spiritual blog✨

Nature, Yoga, Peace, Love, Wildlife, Wanderlust, Hippie, and Boho Blog

sunset-lover:

skeletons-of-trees:

✨indie/spiritual blog✨

Nature, Yoga, Peace, Love, Wildlife, Wanderlust, Hippie, and Boho Blog

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whysosirius200:

lenyberry:

allistormiguelrichards:

joeywaggoner:

allonsyraerae:

remembermehiddles:

I love how the Ood is like ‘Dammit translator ball!’ and just hits it

This is why I really, really love the Ood.

Favorite Doctor Who scene.

The most misunderstood creatures in the fandom…

I love what Who did with the Angels and the Ood. 

They’ve taken something that people would automatically want to trust, an angel, and made them creepy as fuck.

And they’ve taken a thing that people would automatically respond to the visual of with revulsion and fear, and made them the sweetest, most peaceful creatures in the universe.

If that’s not the best “looks can be deceiving” ever done I don’t know what is.

I guess you could say they’re misunderstOOD.

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captainjaybuscus:

nerdinessboundaries:

candle-lit-fornication:

hazelgranger:

there is not a better feeling than someone playing with your hair

Or running their fingers down your back.

Unless you thought you were alone.

And now, the weather.

(Source: wheazley, via jumpingjacktrash)

boredom is nearly extinct and i say good riddance

jumpingjacktrash:

once upon a time, before the internet, before mobile phones, before handlheld game systems, thundering herds of boredom covered the plains from horizon to horizon.

children were bored basically all the time. either you were annoyed/scared/upset (school), or you were reasonably content (playing…

"Once in a while it really hits people that they don’t have to experience the world in the way they have been told to."

Alan Keightley  (via impetrate)

(Source: psych-facts, via s-p-i-r-i-t-u-a-l-i-z-e)

"So, what if, instead of thinking about solving your whole life, you just think about adding additional good things. One at a time. Just let your pile of good things grow."

Attachments, Rainbow Rowell (via creatingaquietmind)

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"Silence is beautiful, not awkward. The human tendency to be afraid of something beautiful is awkward."

Elliott Kay  (via dietcokeandmentholsmokes)

Vertical&Vintage Blog

(via congregated)

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"Spring has returned. The earth is like a child that knows poems."

Rainer Maria Rilke (via cosmic-rebirth)

(via s-p-i-r-i-t-u-a-l-i-z-e)

"The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don’t have any."

Alice Walker (via psych-facts)

(via s-p-i-r-i-t-u-a-l-i-z-e)

"When the blood of your veins returns to the sea and the dust of your bones returns to the ground, maybe then will you remember that this earth does not belong to you, you belong to this earth."

(via cosmofilius)

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"You don’t need religion to have morals. If you can’t determine right from wrong then you lack empathy, not religion."

(via gvminis)

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lazyyogi:

From me the world streams out   And in me it dissolves,  As a bracelet melts into gold,  A pot crumbles into clay,  A wave subsides into water. I adore myself.     How wonderful I am! I can never die. The whole world may perish,  From Brahma to a blade of grass,  But I am still here. 
The Ashtavakra Gita

lazyyogi:

From me the world streams out   
And in me it dissolves,  
As a bracelet melts into gold,  
A pot crumbles into clay,  
A wave subsides into water. 

I adore myself.    
How wonderful I am! 

I can never die. 

The whole world may perish,  
From Brahma to a blade of grass,  
But I am still here. 

The Ashtavakra Gita

(via lostinmyfairyland)