Sometimes when I wake up I feel like I’m still sleeping. Feel like all the colors and shapes of the world have collided and all I can do is just sit there and watch. I think a person’s heart has a way of turning off when it can’t find reason. I guess that’s why nature has always had an inspiring presence. Everything follows a purpose and I guess we’re missing something. Why do we struggle to breathe a more righteous breath when we all end up in the same place? I’d like to hope our history is worth remembering, an imprint of careful design, a feeling of heartfelt purpose and a sense of hope for something bigger than ourselves. Then maybe I’ll wake up."
One glance at a book and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for 1,000 years. To read is to voyage through time. —Carl Sagan
What the fuck is Deputy Parrish??? —the entire teen wolf fandom right now
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