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These pieces are made of Japanese mulberry paper and the gilded edges of old books. They are constructed by a technique of rolling and shaping narrow strips of paper called quilling or paper filigree. Quilling was first practiced by Renaissance nuns and monks who are said to have made artistic use of the gilded edges of worn out bibles, and later by 18th century ladies who made artistic use of lots of free time.
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“Until we have seen someone’s darkness, we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.”
— Marianne Williamson (via bokura)
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pocky be like “share happiness!” and i eat it alone like a woodchipper
It took me 20 years to admit what I wanted and truly didn’t. To say out loud that marriage, being a wife, was never my goal … that being a mother wasn’t ever going to fulfill me, because I don’t feel unfulfilled … that I find joy in travel and career and, frankly, waking up late and reading a book for 3 hours, and not in having children, not even a little bit.
I have been told I’d definitely want it someday (”When you’re 30!” ha), that I’ll be heartbroken looking back if I miss my chance, that I’ll never meet a man who wants a woman who doesn’t want a family, that I’m selfish.
Fuck that.
It’s not selfish to (finally) be honest. It’s not selfish to prioritize your definition of happiness over raising children you don’t even want. And, once I could say it all out loud, I met a man who wanted, and didn’t want, the same things.
It took me awhile, but I got everything.
from the inhabit manifesto
men will PURPOSELY ask you things in a condescending tone and then act surprised when you get an attitude like “i wasn’t trying to start an argument” yes you were travis shut the fuck up
love it how cats dilate their pupils to indicate it’s time to be Fucking Stupid. wish i could do that
Migrating geese. House & garden. October 1917. Magazine cover.
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