Edina's blog

Just a place to put all my thoughts. Also known as the Random Ramblings of a Random Rambler.

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

…Such aimlessness, such depression. Can’t read, write or think. There’s no climax here. Comfort yès: but the coffee’s not so good as I expected. And my brain is extinct—literally hasn’t the power to lift a pen. I’m disoriented completely. Oh the agitation, oh the discomfort of this mood. I at the top suffer strain; suffer, as this morning, grim despair and shall suffer an intensity of anguish ineffable (the word only means one can’t express it); holding the things;—all the things—the innumerable things—together.

Virginia Woolf, from a diary entry c. May 1933 featured in Selected Diaries (via objectsource)

[fuckinmiki]

[antigonick]

Language is what eases the pain of living with other people, language is what makes the wounds come open again.

Anne Carson, excerpt of Plainwater  (via dieworten)

[the-ink-loons-daughter]

| You Are Art |

[quotemadness]

The saddest truth is realising you have fallen madly in love with what can never be.

Michael Faudet (via quotemadness)

[thesheolofabaddon]

Today is about teaching for tomorrow.

Observer. (Six Word Story.)

[today-ifuckedup]

Today, I fucked up... and made a fool of myself like never before

This morning I was in the elevator of my building and I made a serious fool of myself.

I got in the elevator and at the same time entered a very hefty and shady man with a bulldog. He seriously looked like a killer, 6'3 at least, all dressed up in black, shaved head and tattoos … A little bit stressed out, I obey instantly and jump on the floor when he tells me curtly: “ Sit down ”.

He was speaking to his dog and laughed his ass off during the ten remaining floors.

It was probably one of the most embarrassing moments of my entire life!

Check out more TIFUs: Internet`s best fuck ups are here.

[vortexsophia-deactivated2022110]

[escapeintowords]

I find myself torn between wanting so desperately to better myself and wanting to throw every last piece of my possibility away and sink into the melancholy I have grown too fond of.

m.a.b. (via escapeintowords)

[edinalouise]

Happy Easter everyone! - - - - - - #happyeaster #art #drawing #easteregg #egg #easter #bunnies #chicks #colour #pencil #cute #ihadfun #lookatallthesedamnhashtags

[helena-is-my-aesthetic]

There are lots of things that I used to be, that I am no longer. And there are lots of things that I’d never thought I’d be, that I unexpectedly am.

Helena Bonham Carter (via dieworten)

[edinalouise]

Flamingo drawing. #art #drawing #hearts #bird #flamingo #pen #pink #blue #green #crayola #lookatallthesedamnhashtags #ihadfun #thistookforever

[lowreswunderbred]

A must read for the tumblr generation.

[dumpedandlefttodie-deactivated2]

Only Happy Valley can turn a rather depressing possible suicide scene into a comedy for a couple of minutes, keep it light and then all of a sudden throw in the suicide.

[dolly-reverie]

Sorry, sorry, sorry… I’ve not done any negotiating courses

Catherine Cawood, Happy Valley (via that-ginger-lass)

[fourteen-thirty-two-blog]

Elizabeth Day on the Happy Valley finale

“Two middle-aged actresses holding the screen, speaking dialogue written by a woman, with the underlying message that female solidarity is stronger than male exploitation. How often do we see that on mainstream television? Hardly ever.”

[fuckyeahsarahlancashire]

Catherine Cawood || Happy Valley || 2x06