There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
Douglas Adams, The Restaurant at the End of the Universe (via dissapolnted)

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friarpark:

succulents

in botany, succulent plants are plants having some parts that are more than normally thickened and fleshy, usually to retain water in arid climates or soil conditions. in horticultural use, the term “succulent” is often used in a way which excludes plants that botanists would regard as succulents, such as cacti. succulents are grown as ornamental plants because of their striking and unusual appearance.

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kobetyrant:

nextlifeout:

hopeful-melancholy:

Palestinian lady collects gas bombs fired by Israeli army. She grows flowers in these bombs.

I find this heartbreaking.

it is.

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sassswag:

American Horror Story: Coven

sassswag:

American Horror Story: Coven

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Isn’t it odd how much fatter a book gets when you’ve read it several times?” Mo had said…”As if something were left between the pages every time you read it. Feelings, thoughts, sounds, smells…and then, when you look at the book again many years later, you find yourself there, too, a slightly younger self, slightly different, as if the book had preserved you like a pressed flower…both strange and familiar.
Cornelia FunkeInkspell (via feellng)

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animalcell:

look at this cat he’s so happy with his leaf i think we should all be more like this cat

animalcell:

look at this cat he’s so happy with his leaf i think we should all be more like this cat

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floppycat:

*passive aggressive mom dramatically putting away dishes and denying help*

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it’s 1964 I’m on a balcony smoking a really long cigarette and some lofty music is playing I drop my martini on the floor it breaks and 5 men scramble to get me a new one

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