*shrieks of utter joy* My childhood!
I’ve read all of these. And my favorite is all of them!
Alexander shaped my life tbh
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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*shrieks of utter joy* My childhood!
I’ve read all of these. And my favorite is all of them!
Alexander shaped my life tbh
One of Ivanka Trumps neighbors pulled out her fur and poured some wine to watch the protesters in front of Ivankas house.
a true ally
Me @ Republicans:
Woman looking at Victory Garden harvest waiting to be stored away for Winter.
Parks and Recules
do not fix your dark circles let the world know youre tired of its shit and ready to kill a man
you’re* it’s* Btw. I am a man.
oooooooooooooh my gooooooooooooooooooooooood ooooooooh my god. oh my god. ooooooooooh. my god oh my god
One night at a hotel bar in Texas, someone told me the story of a man who for years made audio recordings of all his favorite sounds: trains passing through town at night, wind in the trees, crashing ocean waves, fire crackling in a fireplace, certain birds, thunder and rain on the roof… He did it so that if he ever became sick and incapacitated, he could listen to those sounds to remind himself of the things in life worth loving and holding onto.
Jonathan Carroll (via browndresswithwhitedots)
Digging this idea.
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Only posting this because it made me fall out.
What a fucking snap back LMAO
Sometimes you’re 23 and standing in the kitchen of your house making breakfast and brewing coffee and listening to music that for some reason is really getting to your heart. You’re just standing there thinking about going to work and picking up your dry cleaning. And also more exciting things like books you’re reading and trips you plan on taking and relationships that are springing into existence. Or fading from your memory, which is far less exciting. And suddenly you just don’t feel at home in your skin or in your house and you just want home but ‘Mom’s’ probably wouldn’t feel like home anymore either. There used to be the comfort of a number in your phone and ears that listened everyday and arms that were never for anyone else. But just to calm you down when you started feeling trapped in a five-minute period where nostalgia is too much and thoughts of this person you are feel foreign. When you realize that you’ll never be this young again but this is the first time you’ve ever been this old. When you can’t remember how you got from sixteen to here and all the same feel like sixteen is just as much of a stranger to you now. The song is over. The coffee’s done. You’re going to breathe in and out. You’re going to be fine in about five minutes.
Kalyn RoseAnne (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
Don’t ever tell me that wrestling’s fake ever again
Only on the way home in the dark — I remember looking round over the empty plains — And thinking in sort of a forlorn way — Where is someone to think like I think — It was only a moment — You know — I’m just living — I just sort of plunge from one thing into another — so often — so very much afraid — And you feel like something that protects me — something I want to be very close to.
Georgia O’Keeffe, from a letter to Alfred Stieglitz featured in My Faraway One: Selected Letters of Georgia O'Keeffe and Alfred Stieglitz: Volume One, 1915-1933 (via violentwavesofemotion)