glossolalia

Brendon, 27, Nashville. I never knew a word I said.

All of the young married Christians my age are becoming young Christian divorcées now, and some days it is hard to remember that living is okay.

missfortyseven:

Unbelievable images captured by the Hubble Space telescope. Our universe is so beautiful and powerful beyond what our minds can even comprehend.

This makes me so glad that I am alive.

(via capturingthecosmos)

I understand. That’s the trouble. I understand. I’ll understand all the time. All day and all night. Especially all night. I’ll understand. You don’t have to worry about that.

—Ernest Hemingway, Winner Take Nothing (via likeafieldmouse)

(Source: larmoyante, via fuckyeahexistentialism)

A moment of silence for all the people that we meant to be:

tigermisu:

There’s this guy that rants everyday about how everyone is sinners at our college and someone made a bingo game to go along with him today

This is amazing.

tigermisu:

There’s this guy that rants everyday about how everyone is sinners at our college and someone made a bingo game to go along with him today

This is amazing.

(via hipsterwavves)

When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder. Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Every day I felt less.
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness.

—Jonathan Safran Foer, ‘Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close’