Re·cher·ché

adjective: sought out with care; very rare, exotic, or choice; arcane; obscure; of studied refinement or elegance; precious; affected; pretentious. This blog is straight out of a 20 year old Austinite. UT 2017. Hook 'em.

[thecollectibles]

Art by Gabrielle Brickey

[jamesusilljournal]

Spiny Flower Mantis (Pseudocreobotra wahlbergii)

[infinitesimalight]

Moved to Nashville three weeks ago and living my best life tbh

[wordsnquotes]

“I don’t know what I feel or what I want to feel. I don’t know what to think or what I am.”

— Fernando Pessoa, The Book of Disquiet

[guitarscarsbikesnstuff-blog]

1971 Porsche 911

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

and nothing was burning, nothing but I,

Denise Levertov, from Poems: 1960 - 1967; “Caedmon,” (via violentwavesofemotion)

[wnq-quotes]

You will be damaged and scarred, you will continue to hunger.

Louise Glück, The Sensual World

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[wordsnquotes]

I would like to leave this world and never return. I severed my ear, but how I wish that I had severed my heart. I shall never amount to anything.

Vincent van Gogh (via wordsnquotes)

[thequotejournals]

I love you. I worry about you. I wonder whether I tell you enough how I love you and want you and need you and how I am diminished … when you are not with me and how I am multiplied when you are here.

Pat Frank, Alas, Babylon (via wordsnquotes)

[quotemadness]

Your soul is the whole world.

Herman Hesse (via quotemadness)

[thequotejournals]

In these bodies we will live, in these bodies we will die. Where you invest your love, you invest your life.

Mumford & Sons, “Awake My Soul”  (via wordsnquotes)

[violentwavesofemotion-deactivat]

If I lived by the sea I would never be really sad. I get an immense sense of eternity and peace from the ocean. I can lose myself in staring at it hour after hour.

Sylvia Plath, from a letter to Aurelia Plath written c. July 1951 (via violentwavesofemotion)

[theparttimemisanthrope]

Sansa: Your list?

Arya: Of people I’m going to kill.

Sansa:

[surprise-adoption]

Bottle rocket under ice

[overtheunderpass]

rad 

[edwardspoonhands]

I’m pretty sure that the reason the ice fractured into six slices is the same reason snowflakes are often six sided and it has to do with the shape of a molecule of water and I just think that’s so freaking cool.

[opulene-archive]

How would it even stay lit though?

[orangejuiceaholic-deactivated20]

!!!!! it IS actually because of the structure of water molecules! Water molecules are fuckin weird, as are lots of other liquid substance molecules, because theyre shaped like fuckin HEXAGONS! hexagons are those weird, six-sided shapes that re very sturdy, but they dont tend to sit very well when stacked together. thats why, when you fill up a glass of water to its full capacity, it can go OVER the brim a little and not spill over. It’s also why water beads.

anyway, so since water is essentially made up of a gazillion little hexagons, it tends to gather into larger hexagons as it shapes together. this is not visible unless the water is in a solid form, aka ice. when the water is split, it tends to crack around the established hexagons. that bottle rocket exploded in the PERFECT place to show this phenomenon and its geeking me out.

ALSO! the bottle rocket stays lit because the fuse was definitely waterproof and made with magnesium and an oxidizer of some sort. this means that they will burn underwater because they dont need the oxygen from the air to stay lit. thats so fucking weird isnt it. im tipsy and its the 4th of july. sorry for the science haha

[inside-us-only-stars]

Don’t you dare apologize for science

[thelovejournals]

If you saw your through my eye, you would understand.

Frida Kahlo

original: Si te vieras con mis ojos, entenderías.

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[thelovejournals]

I love you more than my own skin and even though you don’t love me the same way, you love me anyways, don’t you? And if you don’t, I’ll always have the hope that you do, and I’m satisfied with that. Love me a little. I adore you.

Frida Kahlo (via wordsnquotes)

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