wijsvogel

a wise bird.

maxkirin:

Neil Gaiman’s 8 Rules of Writing, a remake of this post. Source.

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— 1 week ago with 83607 notes

mylifeaskriz:

ruineshumaines:

Liz Climo on Tumblr.

this really cheered me up

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— 3 weeks ago with 575400 notes

HUMAN
HUMAN
DO SOMETHING
FOR GODS SAKE HELP
HUMAN

HUMAN

DO SOMETHING

FOR GODS SAKE HELP

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— 1 month ago with 445544 notes

anastasiyacemetery:

"To live would be an awfully big adventure."

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— 1 month ago with 77333 notes
Lots of trees.

Dear Robin, I hope that you are now looking at us from above, sitting on a cloud, and that you are smiling an eternal Robin Williams kinda smile.

Because you planted seeds of laughter and enjoyment in the ground and the creatures who still walk on this earth still find these seeds each day. But these seeds are now all grown up, which makes lots of trees of laughter for the ones who are left behind.

But it’s unworthy to say you’ve only given us laughter and joy. You also made us cry and made us exclaim: “He’s such a good actor, isn’t he?”

And yes, he is.

— 1 month ago with 1 note
#Robin Williams  #rip robin williams  #rip  #what wijsvogel made 
spagnolo:

Thanks Mr. Williams, for these and many other characters.

spagnolo:

Thanks Mr. Williams, for these and many other characters.

— 1 month ago with 27496 notes
Just dust.

Hi, I’m just. I’m.

I feel like I’m dust. And I am. I am dust, am I not? You’re dust too. “All we are is dust.” Check Gorillaz, Damon Albarn, he’s awesome. At the moment I feel lost. Like all other human beings. But I feel lost in particular. I feel -

Today I saw a pony. It’s lost too. It’s lonely. It lives behind my grandmother’s backyard and it has nothing to eat but the poor grass petals under its hooves. And its hooves are bad. And there is something wrong with the eyes. And it has bad teeth. I feel sorry for the pony. So I gave him (but I think it’s a her) French fries today. And guess what? S/he ate the French fries as if it was the only food s/he got that day (except for the petals of grass). Poor thing. It gets nothing but dust to eat.

I’m currently reading The Fault in Our Stars. It’s good. It’s beautiful. I love it. Page 139 (in my copy) says: “The weird thing about houses is that they almost always look like nothing is happening inside of them, even though they contain most of our lives.” I like that. I mean. A couple of weeks ago one young guy who lived in my town died. He jumped of a bridge for fun and smashed onto the water in a wrong angle. He drowned. Now he has turned into dust. I drove past his house today. And I thought about that quote. What happens behind these walls at the moment? The walls won’ tell ya.

I mean.
John Green is amazing.

But he’s just dust too, isn’t he?

— 1 month ago
#thoughts  #quote  #the fault in our stars  #all we are is dust  #what wijsvogel made