Doctor Who: The Angels Take Manhattan. I knew it was coming, but no. Tears were shed. Emotional whiplash.
okay i have the cutest story to tell you all so i work at a frozen yogurt shop and the people in my town aren’t typically the friendliest but anyway the woman on the right comes in and gets this huge (as you can see) cup of yogurt and by huge i mean it was around $15 so anyway she reaches in her purse to get her wallet but realized she forgot it so she asked me if she could run to her car real quick to get it. i said sure and as i was waiting for her to come back the woman on the left who was eating with her kids comes up to the register and starts digging around in her purse. i asked if she needed help with anything and she said “yes. i’d like to pay for this woman’s yogurt” and i was like what? and she repeated herself and i was like may i ask why and she said “just thought i’d do something nice for someone else” so she paid for it and the woman on the right comes back and i told her what happened she she smiled so big and looked like she was going to cry and she turns to the woman on the left and said “thank you so much. no one ever does anything nice for me and this really came at a great time” and we both asked why and she said “today is my birthday” so everyone in the store sang happy birthday to her and she turns to the woman on the left and says “i make homemade jewelry. let me make you a pair of earrings as a thank you” and they were both so happy and everyone in the store was smiling and i asked if i could take their picture and i got this :’) humanity is not lost!
The rhyme and the reasoning
behind our mission lies
in leading you away
from a world that sells you lies,
left you broken-hearted
Let me show you more than what you’ve known — High Flight Society, “Time is Running Out”
Loneliness does not come from having no people around you, but from being unable to communicate the things that seem important to you. — Carl Jung (via hisimages)
(Source: 13neighbors, via jenesaispourquoi)
Paint primary colors on fan wings
Did we just discover how to paint with all the colors of the wind?
You’re living, you occupy space, and you have mass.
You know what that means?
These carbon shells, these fragile dusty frames
house canvases of soul
We are bruised and broken masterpieces,
but we did not paint ourselves… — Switchfoot, “Economy of Mercy”
Sunset at lake Starnberg in winter by MyOakForest on Flickr.
Look at this!
Things I find strangely pretty: dust swimming in the afternoon sun.
i’ve been waiting for this gif to pop back up in my dash for forever
definitely one of my favorite gifs
this is so pretty
Lazy eye dust
i still love you 11