indigo

i love colors she/her 19

[itscolossal]

From Micro to Mega, Jon McCormack’s Striking Photos Reveal Nature’s Patterns

[cateyes1901]

you could be irritated as fuck and here comes your dad playing spanish church songs in the car

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student

[cateyes1901]

no amount of meditating or doing yoga or journaling or planning or to do lists or affirmations can distract me from the deep sadness I feel before going to bed

[cateyes1901]

always in a mad mood my outfits always suck my makeups always cakey my hair never dry right always forget to put on my earrings always always always

[houghtonlib]

Benois, Alexandre, 1870-1960. Costume design for the ballet Petrouchka.

MS Thr 368

Harvard Theatre Collection, Houghton Library, Harvard University.

[cateyes1901]

finished the secret history those men needed to leave poor camilla alone 😭😭😭😭😭😭

[cateyes1901]

I miss a boyfriend I don’t have

[quotespile]

“Well-run libraries are filled with people because what a good library offers cannot be easily found elsewhere: an indoor public space in which you do not have to buy anything in order to stay.”

— Zadie Smith, Feel Free

[cateyes1901]

I wish I could stay inside my head forever

[smithsonianlibrariesarchives]

A liontail macaque from The Zoogoer v.13:no.6 (1985).

Full item here.

[rosieandthemoon]

[cateyes1901]

I wish I didn’t obsess over the smallest things people do, I always get so upset so easily

[quotespile]

“Was it the voice of a demon? It did not take me long to discover that it was my own voice, the voice of my superego guiding my dream like a pilot with nerves of steel, it was the super-I driving a refrigerated truck down the middle of a road engulfed in flames, while the id groaned and rambled on in a vaguely Mycenaean jargon. My ego, of course, was sleeping. Sleeping and toiling.”

— Roberto Bolaño, By Night in Chile

[enchantedbook]

'The Witch' by William Mortensen, 1900s

[cateyes1901]

always daydreaming always in my head

[mournfulroses]

Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student