you can be anyone

But reasons, like seasons, they constantly change And the seasons of last year, like reasons, have floated away

[dailypaddys]

[quick-nip]

(via Saturday Morning Cartoons: Baopu #15) by Yao Xiao

words to remember

[kushandwizdom]

Date someone who is interested in you. I don’t mean someone who thinks you’re cute or funny. I mean someone who wants to know every insignificant detail about you. Someone who wants to read every word you write. Someone who wants hear every note of your favourite song, and watch every scene of your favourite movie. Someone wants to find every scar upon your body, and learn where each one came from. Someone who wants to know your favourite brand of toothpaste, and which quotes resonate deep inside your bones when you hear them. There is a difference between attraction and interest. Find the person who wants to learn every aspect of who you are.

(via itcuddles)

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[theinturnetexplorer]

Hide and Seek

[fannypakc]

(x/x/x/x/x/x/x)

[chimbleysweep]

This is really great.

[letstalkdisneytoday]

GUYS WATCH THIS!!!!!! I REPEAT!!!! THIS IS NOT A DRILL!!!! 

WATCH WATCH WATCH WATCH!!!!!

IM NOT JOKING!!!! 

IM CRYING!!!! 

[sparkafterdark-deactivated20181]

hell yeah Hell Yeah HELLYEAHHELLYEAH HELL FUCKIN YEAH

[chimbleysweep]

The Signs as Parks and Recreation Characters

Aries: Leslie Knope

Taurus: Ben Wyatt

Gemini: Chris Traeger

Cancer: Andy Dwyer

Leo: Donna Meagle

Virgo: Jerry Gergich

Libra: Tom Haverford

Scorpio: Ann Perkins

Sagittarius: April Ludgate

Capricorn: Ron Swanson

Aquarius: Jean-Ralphio Saperstein

Pisces: Li'l Sebastian

[sandandglass]

Stephen Colbert thanks Jon Stewart for everything he’s done

[beeishappy]

Aaaaaaaand here you can pinpoint the very moment all the water escaped from my body through my eye sockets.

[ja-ll]

FUCK

[i-am-irondaddy]

I just reblogged this 2 seconds ago but I still can’t stop crying so here have it again.

[therelatableimages]

[alienaided]

It’s weird when you realize the person you once told everything to now has no idea of what’s happening in your life.

[chimbleysweep]

No matter how I spin it, no matter how aware I am that it’s the right thing... I don’t know how not to notice the absence of someone I shared a bed with for fifteen months. Or how not to miss when it was good? I don’t know how to un-invest in someone’s life and well being. Is that a thing? How do I not care?

[starssight]

[disneyfab]

this literally gave me chills.

[dansrules]

I’ve never hit the reblog button so fast in my life.

[escapekit]

Venice Beach

LA based photographer Franz Steiner has captured a  documentation and interpretation of Venice Beach seen through his eyes. 

I love the colours. 

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[chimbleysweep]

Heard you spent the night at the movies 😏

I did do that. Houston flooded like a champ a week and a half ago and right before it started was when I thought it'd be a good time to see Mad Max. Joke's on everyone else. People were stranded on the highway peeing into plastic bottles and I got free popcorn, free movie screenings, and a theater all to myself (and Vit) to sleep in. This hurricane season, you can find me at the movies.

[chimbleysweep]

Change comes in threes

I don't know how to be a person. Not even a month ago, I was spending nights at the studio on campus, working furiously to finish my projects, put together my website and tie up all loose ends for our senior exhibition. I was spending days at the venue getting everything ready and running to get lunch or coffee or extra pins to hang things up. I honestly didn't even think of life past May 13th. But it came and went, and then I graduated, and went to Chicago for giggles and because I could. While there, I got an offer for my dream job. And accepted. But I don't start for a few weeks. And now I am sitting in an empty apartment, waiting for my boyfriend to move to another city and maybe never come back, and my roommate to find a place and move out. I am not good with change. I am sad. These are okay things to be. But man, they suck.

[isozyme]

here’s the deal with self care, for me:

pleasure, in the fun late-capitalism hellhole of present-day america, is treated like a luxury.  it’s expensive.  it’s frivolous.  it’s guilty.  if we want to eat ice cream out of the carton and be socially acceptable at the same time, we’d better have earned that ice cream.  maybe by like running a marathon or getting dumped by an asshole.  if we’re going to duck into the corner store and buy fresh flowers, it’s because we’ve had a hard week, not because flowers are nice.  we can take a day off work, but only if we’re sick.  we have to suffer before we’re allowed extra kindness.

in this equation pleasure is optional (irresponsible, even), except when it’s a balm for suffering.

however!  we need pleasure to live.  a life without nice feelings in it is like a diet with no vitamins in it.  it’ll make you sick and eventually it’ll kill you.  we know this because people with depression stop feeling pleasure, and they often kill themselves.  left untreated, depression is a fatal disease.

pleasure is not optional.  pleasure is not a luxury.  without it, we die.  that is literally the opposite of a luxury.

because pleasure is treated like a luxury, and priced accordingly, it is fucking hard to get.  it’s hard to take time to relax and see loved ones when corporations aren’t required to offer paid vacation.  it’s hard to buy that special face scrub or art print or pretty yarn when it costs $35 and student loans are breathing down your neck.  so pleasure gets saved up for when things are really bad.  pleasure gets budgeted.  pleasure, once again, becomes something we have to earn by abstaining and hurting and gritting our teeth.

do this to people long enough and pleasure becomes potently associated with guilt.  this thing we need desperately to stay alive is suddenly something we can’t seek out without looking over our shoulder and wondering if we’re allowed to have it.

that’s why it’s so important that we talk about self care, and tell ourselves and each other that it is okay to do things that feel good.  it is necessary to do things that feel good.  we have to uncouple suffering and pleasure, because the idea that we have to earn feeling good by first feeling bad is monstrous and wrong.

take care of yourselves, darlings.  don’t feel bad about it.