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Ray-Ban Sunglasses

catasters

this guy gets it

The decadence

lost in the sauce

San Isidro Cemetery, Madrid, Spain

by @j.albertos

klassizismus

Detail: Stormigt hav vid fyr – Marcus Larson, 1859

grootpoepjeplasjehoofd

thatbassistbitch

funky dancer

kerokerosenai-deactivated202009

hold me closer,,,,, tiny dancer 🕺

#important

cosmicportal

sarahwatchesthings

Just a Simple Tailor from r/DeepSpaceNine

theladyvampire-deactivated20200

Medusa with the head of Perseus, Luciano Garbati.

I knew a guy once who told me that when you're in jail, the guards will yell "movement!" In the middle of your night and you have to wave an arm or move your foot or something to show that you're alive and well.

So one night when he was asleep I said "Movement!" And he wiggled his foot without even waking up and I still think about that sometimes.

cognitionandperceptiondisorder

out-of-context-sonic

Source: https://mobile.twitter.com/yardleyart/status/1157653253129216000

sosuperawesome

Katerina Marchenko on Etsy

So for the first time in my life I'm being medicated for the neurodevelopmental disorder I was diagnosed when I was 7 or 8.

It's... made such a difference to my life. So much so that now I feel ashamed of the years I should have been better. Needed help that I just didn't get, even when I could have, trapped by my generational trauma. I was raised to think medication was lazy and evil.

To explain better... It was as if I was blind and needed glasses, but rather than receiving glasses I was told to try harder to strengthen the muscles of my eye. That it was my own lack of will that left me so unable to see well. That glasses were lazy, a crutch for weak willed people. That it was morally superior to go without.

So I was left fumbling in the darkness, wondering why I was always running into things and falling down.

But now that I can see, everything is so clear and beautiful. Everything is so easy.

It's so wonderful and I'm so grateful but it truly does break my heart for all the unnecessary pain, for my destroyed confidence and self esteem, in tatters from years of trying and failing to achieve what seemed to come so easily to many others.

Now I have my glasses, I can move forward, but I have so many bad habits to overcome. I have to learn to trust myself, trust my eyes. To not always walk slowly forward in fear, with a hand in front of me, cautiously feeling for unseen obstacles.

I can see now.