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“I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my ship.”
Louisa May Alcott, Little Women
queue this post when it’s your birthday and be surprised
it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.
Fruit-Shaped Bus Stops (1990) Location: Nagasaki, Japan
1990年
This is a perfect example of why film is so beautiful - Ned Lyttelton’s stunning photos of York University students in 1978.
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wassup
“That’s why high school, or a crappy job, or any other restrictive circumstance can be dangerous: They make dreams too painful to bear. To avoid longing, we hunker down, wait, and resolve to just survive. Great art becomes a reminder of the art you want to be making, and of the gigantic world outside of your small, seemingly inescapable one. We hide from great things because they inspire us, and in this state, inspiration hurts.”
— One of the best articles I’ve ever read. Rookie Mag. By Spencer Tweedy. (via wildyork)
This is a very old Islamic tradition, still alive in parts of Turkey. When a white blanket of snow covers everything - people go to the tops of mountains peaks and scatter seeds and food for the birds through the snowing season so as not to let the birds die of starvation. This deed was started by the Muslim caliph Umar bin Abdul Aziz and is narrated in various books of history and quoted as “Go and spread seeds on the tops of mountains - may the birds not die of starvation in a Muslim country.”
do you move to a brand new city and teach yourself how to die? have you moved to a brand new city and taught yourself how to die? will you move to a brand new city and teach yourself how to die? when will you move to a brand new city and teach yourself how to die?
using blood to symbolise the strength of a bond is kind of ironic really because blood is one of the least loyal things there is. all you have to do is get a tiny cut in your skin and that shit starts gushing out like it was just waiting for a chance to escape. they call it a blood bond because it can't wait to abandon you.
"my own flesh and blood betrayed me" yeah they tend to do that
hoax // this is me trying // is it over now?
it’s november again by Talin Tahajian
*multiplies you by 1*
Ach im the exact same but a process has occurred
I'm thinking about this post and i have decided that it is one of those things that is a poem in some undefinable way
The older you get the more you will realize that your friends are people who have made mistakes and bad decisions and even just fucked up and hurt people.
And obviously your boundaries with your friends are completely up to you but you do need to recognize that if you cut off everyone who has done something wrong, you’re going to end up with no friends (and you yourself will have also fucked up in your life, and not lived up to those impossible standards either).
I’ve found it’s much more constructive to learn how to say “hey dude, that was massively fucked up of you,” because most people are really willing to say “yeah, it was, I need to work on it/not do it again/apologize and make things right” ESPECIALLY if they are hearing it from you as their friend.
Sometimes the kindest thing you can do for another person is to tell them that they’ve done something wrong, help them fix it, and stay their friend because it’s what we would want from them if we did something wrong.
studying in a cozy sweater w my favorite perfume on. my curls are so glossy and soft. i am drinking in the early winter sun like a delighted houseplant. i love november
sore throats might be the stupidest response to illness i've ever experienced. oh you want to eat? drink?? breathe air??? TEN THOUSAND KNIVES ATTACK
Learn something new every day, and you’ll soon be a decade ahead of everyone else.