birds of the shadows

My books in a locker, my heart in a box. i won't bother you at all. Even my thoughts are locked up.

O Captain, My Captain! -Walt Whitman

alittlebitofbritt:

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done,
The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won,
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring;
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,

(via literaryglamour)

—Ancient Australian Worship Song

fuckingcroatoanvirus:

This Song was not heard for almost a hundred years until a team of remodelers found a music sheet stuck under the paneling of a wall in one of Australia’s oldest churches, it is now being released for the first time since 1914. Listen to the sound of a choir of over 300 people attempt to capture this beautiful song one last time.

(via literatureloveaffair)

countfrankula:

i don’t know why everyone makes the grim reaper out to be a bad guy i mean he’s just taking to you to the afterlife it’s not like he killed you it’s actually quite nice of him to walk you there imagine if you had to go alone

(Source: dy1anobrien, via valyriaed)

officeriwaslokid:

wonderfulkindofday:

Glad I didn’t scroll pass this !

What’s his Vine screenname so I can follow the shit out of him

SARAH THE GRAPES

(Source: thebachelorsparty, via westernwarfare)

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