out of the night that covers me,
black as the pit from pole to pole,
i thank whatever gods may be
for my unconquerable soul.
in the fell clutch of circumstance
i have not winced nor cried aloud.
under the bludgeonings of chance
my head is bloody, but unbowed.
beyond this place of wrath and tears
looms but the horror of the shade,
and yet the menace of the years
finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
it matters not how strait the gate,
how charged with punishments the scroll.
i am the master of my fate:
i am the captain of my soul.
- “invictus” by william ernest henley
done by manny daggers at tattoo addiction in venice beach, california.
Emma Roberts; I remember her show Unfabulous, good times.
I would be an awful parent. My kid would say “I don’t wanna go to school I just wanna sleep” and I’d probably get in bed with them and say “I feel you”
All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us.
|—||J.R.R. Tolkien (via isolatedinhungerland)|