Bre. 23. OH @itsthecommonreactor-blog - Tumblr Blog

And all at once, everything was okay again. There’s nothing poetic or perfect I could say about the journey. It all just worked out in the end, and that in itself is enough.

Because mirror selfies are so basic, yet somehow I don't care. Also, this shirt rocks.

#thefrontbottoms #basic

liberatingreality

Normality is a paved road; it’s comfortable to walk on, but no flowers grow on it.

Vincent Van Gogh (via liberatingreality)

wanderlust-wild-child-blog

chaoconvos

They say “What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger”….I don’t agree. Some things that didn’t kill me, came so close that they’re still damaging. They didn’t make me better. Some things made me worse. And can’t that be ok too? Can’t some things just break you? This whole fucking world wants you to believe that admitting defeat makes you weak. For God’s sake, bleed. And bleed openly. There is pride in vulnerability. Honesty is maturity. And really…it’s the things that did kill me, that made me.

J. Raymond

#jraymond #words to live by

schleymanor

The Front Bottoms-Somebody Else

cuttingmypantsintoshorts

my.heart.hurts.

#yesyesyes #the front bottoms

humansofnewyork

“When we go to the parent-teacher conferences, they always tell us that he has difficulty paying attention and can’t sit still in his seat, but that he has a big heart and always sticks up for kids who are getting picked on. And that makes me proud. Because we’ve always told him that it doesn’t matter how smart you are, as long as you’re a good person.”

thequeensofbeauty

As you navigate through the rest of your life, be open to collaboration. Other people and other people’s ideas are often better than your own. Find a group of people who challenge and inspire you, spend a lot of time with them, and it will change your life.

humansofnewyork

“At my high school, the first kid to get a pair of new Jordan’s was the king, and the kid who couldn’t afford them was bait for the sharks. My mom and I didn’t have much money so I got teased a lot. Sometimes it got so bad that I’d have panic attacks. One day all the kids were being especially nice to me in history class. Everyone was acting like my friend, but as soon as the bell rang, they all threw soap at me at the same time. I lived in a homeless shelter at the time. I liked being at the shelter much more than being at school. Everything at school was a competition. But everyone at the shelter helped each other out. People would share clothes, cook for each other, and babysit for each other. We were all at rock bottom, so nobody thought they were better than each other.”

damagedintransit

“Wu-Tang is for the children!”

-Ol’ Dirty Bastard

breeef

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humansofnewyork

“I’m a rare book librarian. I get to touch books every single day. My colleague and I have a joke that we are Defenders of Wonder. A physical book assigns a sense of reverence to the content inside. It’s the same feeling you get when you look at a painting or hear a piece of music. And I think that’s something worth defending. And just like a book gives reverence to it’s content, I think the library gives reverence to books. The building itself is a masterpiece. So many famous thinkers have come here to study and write. Just being here connects you to that lineage.”