Highly Explosive

yeah.

[chvnele]

[zoiodlula]

[introspectivepoet]

Honestly, my goal is to build a life, and career, where I’m not constantly waiting for the weekend. I don’t want to live that way, where I hate five days of the week because I hate my life and job so much, that the only relief I get is Saturday and Sunday. I want to enjoy my life, and not wish it away every week. I want each day to matter to me, in some way, even some small way. I want to like my life, all of it, not just my life on the weekend.

[svinto]

kew gardens, july 2014

[richkidsofinstagram]

[carlyroses]

Gaaah 💘

[befitzgeraldwriting]

I swear to every heaven ever imagined,if I hear one more dead-eyed hipstertell me that art is dead, I will personally summon Shakespeare from the grave so he can tell them every reasonwhy he wishes he were born in a time where he could have a damn Gmail account. The day after I taught my mother how to send pictures over Iphone she texted me a blurry image of our cocker spaniel ten times in a row.Don’t you dare try to tell me that that is not beautiful.But whatever, go ahead and choose to stay inyour backwards-hoping-all-inclusive clubwhile the rest of us fall in love over Skype.Send angry letters to state representatives, as we record the years first sunrise so we can remember what beginning feels like when we are inches away from the trigger. Lock yourself away in your Antoinette castlewhile eat cake and tweet to the whole universe that we did. Hashtag you’re a pretentious ass hole.Van Gogh would have taken 20 selflies a day. Sylvia Plath would have texted her lovers nothing but heart eyed emojis when she ran out of words.Andy Warhol would have had the worlds weirdest Vine account, and we all would have checked it every morning while weSnap Chat our coffee orders to the people we wish were pressed against our lips instead of lattes. This life is spilling over with 85 year olds rewatching JFK’s assassination and 7 year olds teaching themselves guitar over Youtube videos. Never again do I have to be afraid of forgettingwhat my fathers voice sounds like. No longer must we sneak into our families phonebookto look up an eating disorder hotline for our best friend.No more must I wonder what people in Australia sound like or how grasshoppers procreate. I will gleefully continue to take pictures of tulipsin public parks on my cellphone and you will continue to scoff and that is okay. But I hope, I pray, that one day you will realize how blessed you are to be alive in a moment where you can google searchhow to say I love you in 164 different languages.

b.e.fitzgerald || Art is a Facebook status about your winter break.

Dig this.

(via thatkindofwoman)

[westamerica]

[amytownsitchie]

someone once said to me that the way you love someone can actually change their life.

this has stuck with me. 

[a-joyfuljourney]

[sangreymiel]

[kirrahamby-deactivated20170625]

[gosh]

[howdoiputthisgently]

WHEN EVERYTHING IS DUE IN THE SAME WEEK

IT’S LIKE:

[sextingnchurch]

I have never seen something that more accurately describes how I’m feeling right now

[an-artastrophe]

[wnq-writers]

Pain is there for a reason, to give us a feeling in lack of love. Because without the pain, we would be numb. And although pain hurts, numbness destroys the soul, that gives us the chance to love again.

C.P. , “Fluctuating Feelings” (via wnq-writers)

[witanddelight]

[ablogfortwolovers]

You need to love someone who still kisses your neck even though they have kissed it for the last 800 days. Be with someone who still holds your hand even though they have held it 100 times before.

ablogfortwolovers (via ablogfortwolovers)

[vvolare]