Love + Laughter

"Follow your heart, whatever is meant to be will be." Words are the keeper of my heart. Life is not worth living without love, and love is not worth having without laughter.

[vintagehomecollection]

Laura Ashley Style, 1987

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my current inspiration: studio ghibli characters working hard at what they love

[disc80s]

yeonmmm

[happyheidi]

shades of green in Van Gogh’s paintings

(via)

[metaphorformetaphor]

“There are any number of ways to lose the people who make up the fabric of one’s life. Sometimes the alteration is slow, internal, almost invisible, so that one does not notice until years later that the other has been gone for half a decade. Sometimes the person one has become attached to changes so radically it is as if he or she has died, to be replaced by someone else altogether.”

— Jane Urquhart, from Underpainter (McClelland & Stewart, 1997)

[ladyloveandlaughter]

My #oldman my #heart. He is old, #21yearsyoung, but he still a love bug? And loves to cuddle. #cats #catsofinstagram #oldcats #oldcatsofinstagram #oldcatsrule (at Auburn, Georgia) https://www.instagram.com/p/CayhUNjs7Hl/?utm_medium=tumblr

[paperbacksandcheesepuffs]

“How much better is silence; the coffee cup, the table. How much better to sit by myself like the solitary sea-bird that opens its wings on the stake. Let me sit here for ever with bare things, this coffee cup, this knife, this fork, things in themselves, myself being myself.” ― Virginia Woolf, The Waves

[thespamman24]

Do you ever wonder what happened to the weird girl from your middle school?

[ladyloveandlaughter]

I grew up and became a teacher so I could help teach other weird girls like me that they are bad asses.

[ladyloveandlaughter]

Ink Stained Memories

Ink stained hands

Stained from rapidly

Writing down the memories

That come bubbling up

To the surface.

Memories of

Love,

Loss,

Regrets,

Happiness,

And loneliness.

Memories of

You

And

Me

And all our memories.

Ink stained hands

Marking the passing of time.

Counting down the minutes,

The days,

The years,

Until I can hopefully

See you again.

Ink stained hands

Dripping from the ink

Of memories.

Rivers of tears

Washing away the ink

But never washing the

Time, or

The memories

That I got to spend with you.

[ladyloveandlaughter]

Memories

Memories come bidden

Like freshly falling snow.

The flood gates open

And Nazarus has come.

The weeping of the dead

The sighing of the forgotten.

A moment, frozen

In time.

Frozen faces

Frozen places

Develop from the still.

I see your face

And wish I was in a different place.

[schinako]

Day 10: PICK Rabbits picking and eating their favorite grass.

[artist-henri-martin]

Woman by the artist, Henri Martin

Medium: oil,canvas

[aslowyear]

[understands]

[sweetoothgirl]

mulled spiced apple cider doughnuts

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not putting pressure on yourself to be great at everything is self care!