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I'm John.
Twenty two years old.
Gentlemanly.
Dreamer.
Liberal.
I love Tea.
Hugs are a favorite.
Good with problems.
I'm looking to save the world.

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I am an artist, a creator of Pandemonium, a harbinger of demons, whom I shall no doubt fight till the last nail is driven..
I am an artist, a vision of love, ever spreading my oils across this canvas to which I am bound.. To my left and right, there is art, both beautiful and terrifying, forever crying for freedom.

- Venetianphantom


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Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are, and hold onto them.
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(Source: stayy-for-tonight, via ojaithere)

It is really fucked that there are people in the world who get off on ruining the happiness of others, who are so removed from reality that they’d terrorize a persons rights and humiliate them for no more than a laugh or for their own gratification. 

You only need to look at how fast it circulates to realize how deep this goes in our culture - and not talking about it is just contributing to the problem.

If anyone has any human decency, respect a person’s right to not have their private life stolen and thrown around like a cheap rag. Remember, a whole lot of small contributions eventually add up.

Christ.

Fun fact: In 2009, 100 trillion Zimbabwean dollars was the rough equivalent of 22 euro.

Now correlation doesn’t always mean causation but if you ask me, McDonalds 9trilliondollarsaver menu doesn’t quite have the same ring to it, and guess what? Zimbabwe are still McDonalds free!

Although that could also be as a result of the fact that their entire economy still currently relies on the sale of raw materials and blood diamonds but who knows…

neil-gaiman:

gameofthorins:

I want to spend a day in the mind of Neil Gaiman, honestly. 

You really don’t. It’s weird in here. Also I think that thing over there in the corner of my mind is moving.

Don’t look. Maybe it won’t see us.

To my mind, Neil Gaiman’s collective thought space seems like the intangible equivalent of a secluded introverts paradise surrounded by forest on an Island somewhere in the South of France - or in other words, the kind of temporary holiday from which you return 60 years later, remembering that you had social obligations and a family to attend to. 

And ‘that thing’ is persistent reality attempting to drag you back to hell. 

Some easy listenin’. Rockin’ voice too! I love this…

theonlymagicleftisart:

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unicornbat112:

venetianphantom replied to your post “Cookies are the size of small mountains just a little ugly but…”

It’s the inside that counts ;)

you say this but, crunchie/crisp cookies or chewie cookies?

I do love the chewie cookie.. Damn it! But in the mind of a serial chocolate addict, the real question becomes, crunchie/crisp cookie or no cookie:L.. so I guess I’m a little biased? :3 

You should try this recipe:

250g Self-raising flour (they always say plain but don’t listen!)
2g baking soda
170g butter (real butter works best) melted
220g packed brown sugar
100g granulated sugar
15ml vanilla extract
1 egg
1 egg yolk
335g chocolate chips
Pinch of salt!

^_^

This one goes out to all the guys! Educate yourselves.

(Source: kendrawcandraw, via liveinatreehouse)

When my husband [Carl Sagan] died, because he was so famous and known for not being a believer, many people would come up to me — it still sometimes happens — and ask me if Carl changed at the end and converted to a belief in an afterlife. They also frequently ask me if I think I will see him again.

Carl faced his death with unflagging courage and never sought refuge in illusions. The tragedy was that we knew we would never see each other again. I don’t ever expect to be reunited with Carl. But, the great thing is that when we were together, for nearly twenty years, we lived with a vivid appreciation of how brief and precious life is. We never trivialized the meaning of death by pretending it was anything other than a final parting. Every single moment that we were alive and we were together was miraculous — not miraculous in the sense of inexplicable or supernatural. We knew we were beneficiaries of chance… That pure chance could be so generous and so kind… That we could find each other, as Carl wrote so beautifully in Cosmos, you know, in the vastness of space and the immensity of time… That we could be together for twenty years. That is something which sustains me and it’s much more meaningful.

The way he treated me and the way I treated him, the way we took care of each other and our family, while he lived. That is so much more important than the idea I will see him someday. I don’t think I’ll ever see Carl again. But I saw him. We saw each other. We found each other in the cosmos, and that was wonderful.

Ann Druyan (via whats-out-there)

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A thousand words, three chapters of the well at the worlds end and two pints of chai and camomile tea later, and I think it’s time for bed.. 

Good night lovely people, 
love.

element-entertainment:

Spitfire's new sword is definitely a big burner, here's a little peek.

element-entertainment:

Spitfire's new sword is definitely a big burner, here's a little peek.

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