in omnia paratus
'Who are you?' said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, 'I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I was when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.'

'What do you mean by that?' said the Caterpillar sternly. 'Explain yourself!'

'I can't explain myself, I'm afraid, sir' said Alice, 'because I'm not myself, you see.'

R.I.P. Jane Russell

June 21, 1921 ~ February 28, 2011

Jane Russell  The Outlaws  Gentlemen Prefer Blondes  pinup  RIP  

This is what I deal with every night.

FYI: Matt was one of my best friends who died in November. This is my second terrible dream about him. The last dream was the one were he died again.


I was in a big church at a gathering of some kind and a lot of people we know were there. I don’t  know why we were there. But suddenly I saw Matt there, in the same seat he was in the last  time I saw him there. He didn’t look like a ghost, he looked like he was actually there, but I was  the only one who saw him. I started freaking out and running all over the place and I had to talk  to a nun. Eventually I started crying and yelling at god. (?!) I was like “why are you doing this to  me? What do you want me to do?” I asked him if he wanted me to go talk to Matt’s dad and  decided that’s what I was gonna do. But god said something about me taking care of the  monkey because it needed a home or something. I guess one of our friends had a monkey. But  it ended up being like.. monkey spiders or something that lived on these plants. I think they  were Kelly’s and I couldn’t keep them for some reason so she gave them to Allie to take care of.
So I went to Matt’s house with a bunch of people to talk to his dad and it was totally empty and  his dad was gone. No one knew where he went. We went inside and I think like Matt Carr and  some other random people like that were there. The house kind of turned into a boat and it was  against the side of a huge hill. Me, Jess, Allie, and Kelly were all there but eventually Kelly  disappeared. We were talking a lot about Matt and how I saw him at the church and about old  times and stuff. We all sat down at the kitchen table and I said “this was always my seat”.
Some other things happened that I can’t remember, mostly us just talking. Jess said something  about how she “doesn’t think they’re watching us all the time” (like from heaven or whatever) and  I said “it feels like they are.” Then apparently it was like a month later or something and Jess,  me, and Amanda were living in the house. It was painted differently. The boat was making weird,  loud noises and Amanda, who was actually Allie for a couple minutes, said we have to like clean  the ice off the windows or something. It was really scary. For some reason Allie knew about  boats. So she cleaned off the ice and snow and the noise stopped. Then she was Amanda  again.
I talked about how I had this weird distant memory of sitting at the kitchen table with Matt and  some friends and the boat was moving even though it wasn’t. Like it was traveling somewhere,  but I think we were actually just tripping on something at the time.
Then Jess and I decided to go to the bathroom and the bathroom was really big and had three  stalls in it. And I was like “hey we can all go to the bathroom at the same time!” and then I woke  up.

dreams  sleep  RIP  

I just woke up. I had a dream that I was at my work, and he was there, and he died again.
I woke up for awhile and fell back asleep and the dream picked up again. Another girl died and our boat sank and there were tons of spiders.
And now all I can do is think about him.
I hoped so hard that I’d never have a dream about him, but I knew it would happen sooner or later.
All I want to do is cry.

dream  RIP  

disneyhistory:

This day (December 15) back in 1966, Walter Elias Disney, died of lung cancer.

Walt Disney  RIP  

I loved him. I’m not going to say he was the love of my life or anything.
But I loved him.
I can’t sleep.
How will I ever sleep again?
It’s so hard to be alone with myself.
But when I’m not alone, all I want to do is be alone.
I wish I was heartless.
A cold, unfeeling bitch.
I don’t care about any of this.
I’m unmoved. Nonchalant.
Heartbroken? Not me. No way.
Never.
I don’t want to cry.
I don’t want to laugh.
I don’t want to think or feel.
Nothing means anything.
Life is temporary. Nothing matters.
Emotionless.
I wish. 

RIP  

leah-liddell:

aliceliddell:

-therealhorrorshow:

-bornthisway:

caitygee:

The Prize Doesn’t Always Go To The Most Deserving
Irena Sendler
1910-2008

A 98 year-old German woman named Irena Sendler recently died. During WWII, Irena worked in the Warsaw Ghetto as a plumbing/sewer specialist. Irena smuggled Jewish children out; infants in the bottom of the tool box she carried and older children in a burlap sack she carried in the back of her truck. She also had a dog in the back that she trained to bark when the Nazi soldiers let her in and out of the ghetto. The soldiers wanted nothing to do with the dog, and the barking covered the kids’ and infants’ noises. Irena managed to smuggle out and save 2500 children. She eventually was caught, and the Nazis broke both her legs, arms and beat her severely. Irena kept a record of the names of all the kids she smuggled out and kept them in a glass jar buried under a tree in her backyard. After the war, she tried to locate any parents that may have survived and reunited some of the families. Most had been killed. She helped those children get placement into foster family homes or adopted.

Last year Irena was up for the Nobel Peace Prize. She was not selected. Al Gore won - for a slide show on Global Warming.

This makes me want to cry. :’)

(via myquarterlifecrisis)

Irena Sendler  RIP  World War II  Nobel Peace Prize  

fuckyeahwalterdisney:

(via thedisneyprincess)

Ilene Woods, the voice of Cinderella, and acquaintance of Walt Disney, passed away on July 1, 2010.

 
How did I not hear about this.

“Woods died on July 1, 2010, at age 81, from causes related to Alzheimer’s disease at a nursing home in Canoga Park. She did not recognize a lot of what was going on around her, but the nurses found that she was most comforted by “A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes,” so they played it for her as often as possible.”

I don’t know what to say.

RIP  Ilene Woods  Cinderella  Disney  

R.I.P. Jim Marshall

RIP  Jim Marshall  The Who  Roger Daltrey  Woodstock  

R.I.P.

James Hoferichter. March 14, 2010
I can’t believe how many people from my town have died. It’s ridiculous.
R.I.P. Eddie.

RIP  

R.I.P. Corey Haim

December 23, 1971 - March 10, 2010
Lucas <3

RIP  Corey Haim