allons-y, poncho boys!
★ Han Yi . 16 . Singapore. un-cerfvolant.blogspot.com . @pet_richor
This blog can't be sorted; it's a mélange of fandom, hipster, animals, and other whimsical junk. She loves fantastical stuff and isn't very realistic. She still wishes everyone had daemons. She currently doesn't have any plans for her future and is very upset about it. She has too many fandoms to list. She dreams. A lot. Tumblr is her life.
"To write a single line of verse one must see many cities, people, things, one must know animals, one must feel birds flying and know the movements flowers make as they open up in the morning. One must be able to think back to roads in unfamiliar regions, unexpected encounters, and partings which one saw coming long before; one must be able to think back to those days in peaceful and secluded rooms, and to those mornings by the sea, to the sea anywhere, to seas, to nights of travel that swept along high above, flying with the stars; to nights of love and passion. And it’s still not enough. Having all sorts of memories is still not enough. For the memories are not what’s essential. It’s only when they become blood within us, become our nameless looks and signs that are no longer distinguishable from ourselves—not until then does it happen that, in a very rare moment, the first word of a verse rises in their midst and goes forth from among them."
Reblogged from thepoetoaster
Rainer Maria Rilke, from The Notebooks Of Malte Laurids Bridge (via violentwavesofemotion)
Reblogged from doomslock
Random Dr. John Watson & Sherlock Quotes.
(Source: starkchildren)
Reblogged from uncommonjones
Ngorongoro traffic jam by henriko
Photographer’s Note: During a safari in the Ngorongoro crater, Tanzania, a group of 9 lions decided to cross the street and walk through the cars, making real chaos.
