For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes...– Vincent Van Gogh, letter to his brother Theo (via seabois)
toidarian: i’m starting to reach that point of scifi inebriation again where the thought that i’m actually confined to a single planet is really weird to me
Plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone...– Veronica A. Shoffstall (via orchidroots)
Possibly going to WDW in August. I am screaming.