I haven't been completely honest. Something happened to me a long time ago- something I even hid from myself that I'm really only coming to grips with now. I love life and my family and my darling, but something is wrong and I need to fix it.
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@jessie-josephine
I haven't been completely honest. Something happened to me a long time ago- something I even hid from myself that I'm really only coming to grips with now. I love life and my family and my darling, but something is wrong and I need to fix it.
Surf blog ✌
⇨ B&W ⇦
Bitch Don’t Kill My Vibe
Bibliotheca Theresiana, Vienna (Austria)
I would literally throw last year’s version of myself down a set of stairs
Wow what would happen if you literally separated from yourself every birthday and could collect each year's version of yourself but like they would shrink once you had separated so they're all miniature model-sized previous versions of you and you could ask them questions about your opinions and experiences of that year and have discussions and see things the way you once saw them again
Time for a good read
wow frustration just have this huge need for a physical creative outlet like i need to paint or draw or smudge or do something but i want it to be unique and amazing and I want to be satisfied with it- I want to fill my life with art sighh
you are terrifying and strange and beautiful something not everyone knows how to love.
Warsan Shire, excerpt from “for women who are ‘difficult’ to love” (via migeru)
Frida (2002)
My world just got a whole lot harder to live in
Image is Powerful: Cameron Russell at TEDxMidAtlantic 2012
This was like the best ted talk i’ve ever seem
Highlights of the week: - sports and activity and fitness plays a huge role in my lifestyle and for so long I've wanted one of these lj bracelets to motivate me to keep on keeping on. It's bright, fun and is reminiscent of the mark Jacobs "haute mess" I can't afford :((( - Discovered the zine "yen" which is a women's youth mag that deals with more than just superficial topics. Delving into upcoming artists and their stories and struggles,I'm really enjoying it so far. - reflecting back on my Europe trip with the boy has brought back so many memories. I'm not usually one for kissing photos, but we were LITERALLY IN ROME AND DOING WHAT THE ROMANS DID- expressing their feelings. That trip taught me so much about Italian culture and the importance of making your thoughts known and creativity through expression, I just felt like my life had done so little to prepare me for experiencing how the other half lives. This has been a life update because I've neglected this blog so much. Check me out at http://fitbloggin.tumblr.com
“Your life is not an episode of Skins. Things will never look quite as good as they do in a faded, sun-drenched Polaroid; your days are not an editorial from Lula. Your life is not a Sofia Coppola movie, or a Chuck Palahniuk novel, or a Charles Bukowski poem. Grace Coddington isn’t your creative director. Bon Iver and Joy Division don’t play softly in the background at appropriate moments. Your hysterical teenage diary isn’t a work of art. Your room probably isn’t Selby material. Your life isn’t a Tumblr screencap. Every word that comes out of your mouth will not be beautiful and poignant, infinitely quotable. Your pain will not be pretty. Crying till you vomit is always shit. You cannot romanticize hurt. Or sadness. Or loneliness. You will have homework, and hangovers and bad hair days. The train being late won’t lead to any fateful encounters, it will make you late. Sometimes your work will suck. Sometimes you will suck. Far too often, everything will suck - and not in a Wes Anderson kind of way. And there is no divine consolation - only the knowledge that we will hopefully experience the full spectrum - and that sometimes, just sometimes, life will feel like a Coppola film.”
Letters From Nowhere (via uniquefantasy)