Intuitive Insomniac

I feel passionately. Sometimes this is my downfall, sometimes it's my greatest strength

[conifae]

[texturalfeeling]

Still think these are the coolest.

[cross-my-heart-stitch]

Shut the frick up, are these needlepoint frames omg

[ratherkeen]

I illustrated a Gilmore Girls pattern for a thing.

[delta-breezes]

StanP34 | @stanp34

[oublied]

If you start living for the smallest reasons, that’s when you know you’re really living. The smell of rain after a thunderstorm, the shades of pavements when it’s autumn, the harvest season and the unspoken competition to pick the freshest tomatoes, the mediocre midnights and the color of the sunsets, the smell of bakeshops early in the morning, the frosty breeze of the fast-approaching winter, the warmth of oven when baking Christmas cookies, the thickness of paper when flipping through magazine pages, the smell of new books and new clothes and new things. When you start looking at things, really really looking, you’ll start living. Because then you’ll understand how it is to really be a human in this world full of people.

and that is what we consider magic  (via cageofstars)

[delta-breezes]

[mads-outfits-blog]

Autumn shows us how beautiful it is to let things go.

Unknown (via ginger-and-preppy)

[2013yearoflettering]

David Bowie

Day 11 of 366

[2013yearoflettering]

An optimist stays up until midnight to ring the new year in. A pessimist stays up to make sure the old year leaves. -Bill Vaughan

[redmysteryalexx]

I’m laying in my bed, in my house and all I want to do is go home

This means something different to everybody (via redmysteryalexx)

[colin-vian]

  Elena Dragulelei

[ultra-hello-samantha]

My cat is nearly as Long as a queen sized bed

[maddieonthings]

[jorajust-blog]

I love me some Maddie the Coonhound.

[lungsmadeofpoetry]

12/12/15

there are so many voices

spewing hatred & fear

they are so heavy

like their sound waves are a tsunami,

in the midst of the rush

it is easy to be overwhelmed

it is easy to not be able to hear the song of peace & love

(it is not demanding)

(it is not forceful)

there’s a man who gives his poems

every week to my town

for weeks i walked past his words on the ground, on my way to the destination,

unseeing

today i met him on his route & he told me he is writing words of love to balance all the anger in our country

he is writing about his muslim brothers & sisters

he is so grateful for them

listening to him & reading his gift was like seeing higher ground through the flood

there is goodness

yet

there is art

after all

[wordsnquotes]

I don’t know what they are called, the spaces between seconds– but I think of you always in those intervals.

Salvador Plascencia, The People of Paper (via wordsnquotes)

[keebeeart-deactivated20220103]

Forgive yourself for not knowing what you didn’t know before you learned it.

(Maya Angelou)

[nylonpinksy]