tougherthantimber:

I’m looking for something. I don’t know if it’s a who, what, when, where, or how, I only know why; it is an insatiable desire of my soul. This mess of knotted wood and nails is only driftwood without sails and without hope… I don’t care where my compass points, only that it points me towards home and that home will be worth the days I spent lost at sea. - Rad

tougherthantimber:

I’m looking for something.
I don’t know if it’s a who, what, when, where, or how, I only know why; it is an insatiable desire of my soul. This mess of knotted wood and nails is only driftwood without sails and without hope… I don’t care where my compass points, only that it points me towards home and that home will be worth the days I spent lost at sea. - Rad

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"Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance."
- Anna Quindlen, Every Last One  (via larmoyante)

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