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atomsforpeacenik: this-is—the-gloaming: Pale Blue Dot. Moon phases are so breathtaking, I can’t imagine what Earth phases must be like. Can you imagine being on the rabbit side of the moon and always being able to see Earth? And it’s the same distance so the Earth must appear incredibly large. Maybe even larger than the sun? I actually have no idea.

atomsforpeacenik:

this-is—the-gloaming:

Pale Blue Dot.

Moon phases are so breathtaking, I can’t imagine what Earth phases must be like. Can you imagine being on the rabbit side of the moon and always being able to see Earth? And it’s the same distance so the Earth must appear incredibly large. Maybe even larger than the sun? I actually have no idea.

(via morreriae)

peevesies:

i went down to the middle school today for relay for life and i saw my old social studies teacher i had a crush on (don’t talk to me) and he was like “hey how are you i haven’t seen you in ages?” and the first thing i blurted out was “I JUST TURNED 18” and jesus christ if that’s not the thirstiest thing i’ve said in my whole life

(via bonapartist)

joeydeangelis: “I have these dreams, you know, that I’m standing on a platform, and you keep going by on a train. And you go by, and you go by, and you go by, you go by. And I wake up with the fucking sweats, you know. And then I have this other dream, oh, where you’re pregnant in bed beside me naked. And I want so badly to touch you, but you tell me not to, and then you look away. And I touch you anyway, right on your ankle, and your skin is so soft that I wake up in sobs, all right, and my wife is sitting there looking at me, and I feel like I’m a million miles from her. And I know that there’s something wrong, you know, that I can’t keep living like this, that there’s gotta be something more to love than commitment. But then I think that I might’ve given up on the whole idea of romantic love, that I might have put it to bed that day when you weren’t there. You know, I think I might’ve done that.”

joeydeangelis:

“I have these dreams, you know, that I’m standing on a platform, and you keep going by on a train. And you go by, and you go by, and you go by, you go by. And I wake up with the fucking sweats, you know. And then I have this other dream, oh, where you’re pregnant in bed beside me naked. And I want so badly to touch you, but you tell me not to, and then you look away. And I touch you anyway, right on your ankle, and your skin is so soft that I wake up in sobs, all right, and my wife is sitting there looking at me, and I feel like I’m a million miles from her. And I know that there’s something wrong, you know, that I can’t keep living like this, that there’s gotta be something more to love than commitment. But then I think that I might’ve given up on the whole idea of romantic love, that I might have put it to bed that day when you weren’t there. You know, I think I might’ve done that.”