I do not write. I leak.

Not going to church because there are hypocrites in it is like not going to a hospital because there are sick people in it.

—Mattie Montgomery (via peterdwebb)

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Have a great weekend, Tumblr. 

(Source: 7ae)

"while sitting on brighton beach (UK) back in 2005 with my new girlfriend, verity, i thought the view of our feet pointing out to sea would make a nice photo. ever since then we’ve continued to document our travels in this way, resulting in a collection of over 100 photos. in 2011 the series took a new twist with the arrival of a third set of feet – our daughter matilda. you can already see her little feet getting bigger and bigger." - text and photos by tom robinson

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Anonymous asked: What do you think of luck?


I don’t think it’s a thing. 

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Well, I just couldn’t bear the thought of people living in poverty
Children sold into slavery
The thought disgusted me
So, I shook my fist at Heaven

I said, “God, why don’t You do something?”

He said, “I did, I created you.”

—Do Something by Matthew West (via peterdwebb)

(via nathalieahlias)

It’s amazing to know that there is an appropriate and fitting word for nearly everything on the surface of the Earth, how when you’re very sad it’s called morose; when you’re very angry it may be that you’re furious; and when you’re happy, you’re also joyful, ecstatic, sunny, etc. I think if you lay down all the words in the English dictionary side by side using 12-pt Arial font, the bend would stretch out miles across the world. 

But I also think the adage holds true to its meaning, that love is a mystery, that it’s as precious as gold; that it’s meant to be promising and one of a kind; that it holds the meaning to the world’s greatest histories; that it’s worth more than all the words in the dictionary.

And that it’s beautiful and everlasting, even though sometimes it hurts.