Project Disney CGI & Pixar Week
Day 4: Favorite scene → Dawn and dusk
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Misplaced Lens Cap
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YOU ARE THE REASON
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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One Nice Bug Per Day
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Project Disney CGI & Pixar Week
Day 4: Favorite scene → Dawn and dusk
“What Real Men Cry Like” & “What Real Women Laugh Like” - Maud Fernhout
Photoseries aimed to combat stereotypes and gender roles. For the rest of the (40) photos and quotes of the participants click here.
When the mind is at peace, the world too is at peace. Nothing real, nothing absent. Not holding on to reality, not getting stuck in the void, You are neither holy nor wise, just an ordinary fellow who has completed his work.
Layman P’ang (via thecalminside)
But all the magic I have known I’ve had to make myself.
Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends: The Poems and Drawings of Shel Silverstein (via wnq-anonymous)
This song sounds like spending all night to drive to someone you tried to say goodbye to but couldn’t bring yourself to and you arrived at their house just as the sun is rising and you find out they’ve been waiting you for all this time and you sit and watch the sun come up together knowing you can’t stay for long
Me: *starts crying* Me to myself: omg here go your lil crybaby ass…
That greatest of all vices, the lack of will-power which prevents a man from resisting any vice in particular.
Time Regained - Marcel Proust (via poeticque)
your friend is winning at life
It's really cool how the blood is pumping the wrong way round.
Cléo from 5 to 7 (1962), dir. Agnès Varda
there’s nothing wrong with admitting you were once toxic.
there’s nothing wrong with admitting you made a couple people feel like shit.
there’s nothing wrong with admitting you fucked up and were horribly arrogant and parasitic.
there’s nothing wrong with admitting you did anyone wrong, especially if you’ve learned from it. If you’re humble enough to admit it, I guarentee there’s a bit of a good person inside of you.
I look so doctor-y today. You sir! Are you sick? You look sick! Let me treat you!
Roomie, giving herself a pep talk in the mirror while wearing her little white coat
(via murphysmedical)
Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down.
Ray Bradbury (via purplebuddhaproject)
And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
unknown (via irynka)
“How do we forgive ourselves for all of the things we did not become?”
“14 Lines from Love Letters or Suicide Notes” by David ‘Doc’ Luben (via bruisedkneesclub)