Welcome fellow dorks, queers, and vibers. Allow the most insane of thoughts to rave with a combination of stars, magic, and imagination. This is my ASYLUM. The patients are in.
The world is alive, blinking and clicking, winking at us slyly, inviting us to get up and dance to the music that’s been playing since the beginning of time, if you bend all the way down and put your ear to the ground and listen for it. - Shauna Niequist, Cold Tangerines (via emotional-algebra)
April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never. - Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka (via paintdeath)