smoukers

smoukers:

hey guys! i’m happy to say i finally reached my goal and i wanted to do a HUGE giveaway to thank all of you. it really means a lot to me. now to the good stuff. the prize package includes:

• a John Green book set
• a Fiji Polaroid in pink
• American Apparel shorts (Medium)
• a cute floral backpack from Charlotte Russe
• unused Daisy by Marc Jacobs perfume
• Urban Outfitters tattoo choker
• a floral crown from Forever 21
• a brand new Vanilla Cupcake Yankee Candle (these ACTUALLY make your room smell angelic)
• Zara circle sunglasses
• American Apparel pale polish set of 4

here’s the rules of the game:

• must be following me (http://smoukers.tumblr.com)
• must REBLOG this post. likes count as well but you must reblog.
• if you follow me on instagram you will be noticed faster. @laura.asensio

for a higher chance, you may reblog as many times as you would like.

i will be choosing the winner before August and i will message you. again, thank you so much and good luck! xoxo

nobodyfuckingaskedyou
Fantasy is silver and scarlet, indigo and azure, obsidian veined with gold and lapis lazuli. Reality is plywood and plastic, done up in mud brown and olive drab. Fantasy tastes of habaneros and honey, cinnamon and cloves, rare red meat and wines as sweet as summer. Reality is beans and tofu, and ashes at the end. Reality is the strip malls of Burbank, the smokestacks of Cleveland, a parking garage in Newark. Fantasy is the towers of Minas Tirith, the ancient stones of Gormenghast, the halls of Camelot. Fantasy flies on the wings of Icarus, reality on Southwest Airlines. Why do our dreams become so much smaller when they finally come true?

We read fantasy to find the colors again, I think. To taste strong spices and hear the songs the sirens sang. There is something old and true in fantasy that speaks to something deep within us, to the child who dreamt that one day he would hunt the forests of the night, and feast beneath the hollow hills, and find a love to last forever somewhere south of Oz and north of Shangri-La.

They can keep their heaven. When I die, I’d sooner go to Middle-Earth.

- George R.R. Martin  (via indisposablehero)

This is one of the most beautiful quotes I think I have ever read. I love it, and I will treasure it for my entire life.

(via draodoir-mna)