Spaceballs (1987) dir. Mel Brooks
and behind the mask of m a t u r i t y that you wear, a pair of eyes belonging to a ( CHILD ) stares back at you in the mirror.
you are not a warrior, MY LOVE, you are merely a boy.
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for – and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing. It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool – for love – for your dreams – for the adventure of being alive.
Oriah Mountain Dreamer (via arzitekt)
“But you see, this crown has grown so very heavy, and I have become tired of seeing blood red stains soiling all that I touch.”
— rather death than kingship (x)
the relationship between a person and the native flora and fauna of where they grew up is something that can actually be so personal
have you ever had to restart a song because you spaced out and weren’t appreciating it enough
"Asteroid," poem assembled from quotations from Wikipedia articles
The hardest thing I’ve ever had to do was forgive someone who was never sorry.
(via dreamsleftunspoken)