rosy minded fuzz

[garadinervi]

Letraset – Handbuch, ca. 1987 [typoswiss]

[mpdrolet]

[davidcabrerablog-deactivated202]

Rowing in Firenze (September 2014)

[wordsforyoungmen]

[cabralea]

to my six-year-old self: 

you are so bright. your energy is felt by everyone in the room. years later you will be told how welcoming and inclusive you are and i’m glad that’s stuck all this time.

you will pursue something creative. i am a designer, but at six, i don’t think you know what that is yet. it’s like kid pix. i know computer class makes you anxious but you have plenty of time to learn how to use one. you’ll know how to use one well enough to work off of it. i hope you are proud of me. 

one thing if it makes you feel better: over the years your parents will tell you that you are not responsible, but that is definitely not true, so don’t worry. 

but i’m not just here to tell you how you’re doing exactly 20 years into the future on your birthday. i do owe you an apology. i am so sorry for all the times i’ve doubted you, or have been so mean to you, or thought you weren’t deserving of anything. i can’t look at you without being moved to tears. i feel awful for ever thinking that about you—about myself—because you are still inside me. i am sorry for hurting you. i want to protect you and love you. i’m working to forgive myself in many ways, i hope you can forgive me.

this year is for us.

[some-places]

Paragliding in front of the Aiguilles de Chamonix

[banksalec]

[haverst]

source

Haverst on Instagram

[mountain-tech]

[fierce]

[cabralea]

i left my job the same day i learned my grandpa passed away. for the past few months i’d been hoping to slow down, focus on one thing at a time. in a way i think this the universe giving me that space. there’s nothing in the way now, no anxious or cluttered thoughts about what’s due next, what i haven’t done yet, what to anticipate. my space is for you now, lolo. i think of you, your jokes, your stubbornness, your resilience, your independence. i think about lola, who’s alone now on the other side of the world. i think about how if it weren’t for this insidious virus you’d still be here, and that makes me angry. i think about how it infected two but took away only one, how unfair that is.

i miss you and i’ll see you one day. i’ll slow down now.

[saintsoup]

put in my two weeks notice then i freaked it

[primitivelondon]

[requiemforascreen]

[wordsforyoungmen]

[madeleine-ferguson]

David Ferrando Giraut: The series Natural Scenes.

[makinginfinity]

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