Hi I'm Keara, a future herpetologist & zoologist whose heart is stuck in the Philippines. I love anything living & this is my personal blog. Here, you'll find a variety of things, from taxidermy (mostly skulls) to music, scientific illustrations, and informational posts. I'm also heavy on posting reptiles and sharks. You'll see my geckos as well, since I'm a proud gecko momma. Enjoy your stay and shoot me a message- I'm friendly, I promise!
Also, if you're on mobile, I took my header photo. :)
"You are dust
Plated in gold.
I can feel you
Devour my soul.
But I would
Give you my everything
Wave my hand
Through the radiant beam
That grips you so.
Count every eyelash
And kiss every word
Away from your lips
Until I was
The only one left."
- Leather Bound Poetry Vol. ii entry # 12 [titled] 'What I Love Most About You is Me' (via thesinsofourfather)
"Just fucking tell her. Right now. This is your sign."
"She was the kind of girlfriend God gives you young, so you’ll know loss for the rest of your life."
- Junot Diaz, The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao (via supermodelgif)
"I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist."
"I don’t want to be “sort of dating” someone. I don’t want to be “kinda hanging out” with someone. I don’t want to spend a lot of energy suppressing my feelings so I appear uninvolved. I want to be involved. I want to be sleeping with someone I know I’ll see again because they’ve already demonstrated to me that they’re trustworthy and honorable — and into me."
"I learned not to trust people; I learned not to believe what they say but to watch what they do; I learned to suspect that anyone and everyone is capable of ‘living a lie’. I came to believe that other people - even when you think you know them well - are ultimately unknowable."
"I’m still depressed, but how depressed I am varies, which is good. Much of the time, it’s a comfortable numbness that just makes things feel muted. Other times, I’m standing in the shower or something and I can feel the nothingness hurtling toward me at eight thousand miles per hour and there’s nothing I can really do aside from let it happen and wait until it goes away again."
- Allie Brosh, Hyperbole and a Half (via thinsquids)