pizza. music. roaming

[photography-cnl]

I realise there’s something incredibly honest about trees in winter, how they’re experts at letting things go.

Jeffrey McDaniel  (via landscape-photo-graphy)

[wordsnquotes]

…People…believe they’ll be happy if they go and live somewhere else, but…learn it doesn’t work that way. Wherever you go, you take yourself with you. If you see what I mean.

Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book (via nostalgiahangover)

#livebyme

[notcatpig]

Wabi-sabi is the Japanese idea of embracing the imperfect, of celebrating the worn, the cracked, the patinaed, both as a decorative concept and a spiritual one — it's an acceptance of the toll that life takes on us all

[notcatpig]

friluftsliv: a term in Norway that is used often to describe a way of life that is spent exploring and appreciating nature

http://www.mnn.com/earth-matters/wilderness-resources/blogs/how-friluftsliv-can-help-you-reconnect-with-nature

[mistakenforpizza]

I can’t remember who posted the cat one, but it led me here: Brent Knopf Emperor

[archatlas]

Texts From Your Existentialist April Eileen Henry

[notcatpig]

this is. 😂

[notcatpig]

Gratitude will help you see that what you have is better than what it is you may think you want.

[notcatpig]

I’d be ok with just these loops for the next EL VY videos.

[fckyeah-elvy]

Merry Christmas everyone!

It’s that time of the year again and we must celebrate. Matt and Brent signed a poster for you, that will go to one lucky winner chosen the morning of Christmas from all of you who will reblog this post.

RULES

Must be following @fckyeah-elvy

Just one reblog per blog, please.

Will ship internationally.

Spread the love and listen to some good music.

The giveaway will end up on Christmas Eve and the winner will be announced on Christmas morning (UK times).

Stay tuned for everything that’s yet to come! See you all in the moon x

[notcatpig]

'Fat’ is usually the first insult a girl throws at another girl when she wants to hurt her. I mean, is ‘fat’ really the worst thing a human being can be? Is ‘fat’ worse than ‘vindictive’, ‘jealous’, ‘shallow’, ‘vain’, ‘boring’ or ‘cruel’? Not to me; but then, you might retort, what do I know about the pressure to be skinny? I’m not in the business of being judged on my looks, what with being a writer and earning my living by using my brain… […] I’ve got two daughters who will have to make their way in this skinny-obsessed world, and it worries me, because I don’t want them to be empty-headed, self-obsessed, emaciated clones; I’d rather they were independent, interesting, idealistic, kind, opinionated, original, funny – a thousand things, before ‘thin’. And frankly, I’d rather they didn’t give a gust of stinking chihuahua flatulence whether the woman standing next to them has fleshier knees than they do. Let my girls be Hermiones, rather than Pansy Parkinson.

JK Rowling

[morethanathousandmoons]

Eventually something you love is going to be taken away. And then you will fall to the floor crying. And then, however much later, it is finally happening to you: you’re falling to the floor crying thinking, “I am falling to the floor crying,” but there’s an element of the ridiculous to it — you knew it would happen and, even worse, while you’re on the floor crying you look at the place where the wall meets the floor and you realize you didn’t paint it very well.

Richard Siken (via morethanathousandmoons)

[fivebeeerplan]

my aesthetic 

[notcatpig]

Is it wrong, wanting to be at home with your record collection? It's not like collecting records is like collecting stamps, or beermats, or antique thimbles. There's a whole world in here, a nicer, dirtier, more violent, more peaceful, more colorful, sleazier, more dangerous, more loving world than the world I live in; there is history, and geography, and poetry, and countless other things I should have studied at school, including music.

Nick Hornby, High Fidelity

[notcatpig]

In all the world one may always hope to recapture something lost. But sometimes we are obliged to set the memory of certain things in a dresser of small regrets. Yet occasionally we discover in the folds of an old handkerchief a shell or insignificant stone that had once embodied our happiest of afternoons. We experience a moment of respite when all sense of bad luck vanishes.

Patti Smith, Just Kids

[notcatpig]

Why can't I write something that would awake the dead? That pursuit is what burns most deeply.

Patti Smith, Just Kids

[notcatpig]

I craved honesty, yet found dishonesty in myself. Why commit to art? For self-realization, or for itself? It seemed indulgent to add to the glut unless one offered illumination.

Patti Smith, Just Kids

[notcatpig]

someone take Alligator away from me..