Lauren's Chatterbox

It's pretty simple to be simple. But simplicity isn't so simple anymore, so I guess I'm the most complicated girl you'll ever meet.

[quottyquotes]

It’s probably not just by chance that I’m alone. It would be very hard for a man to live with me, unless he’s terribly strong. And if he’s stronger than I, I’m the one who can’t live with him. … I’m neither smart nor stupid, but I don’t think I’m a run-of-the-mill person. I’ve been in business without being a businesswoman, I’ve loved without being a woman made only for love. The two men I’ve loved, I think, will remember me, on earth or in heaven, because men always remember a woman who caused them concern and uneasiness. I’ve done my best, in regard to people and to life, without precepts, but with a taste for justice.

- Coco Chanel (via quottyquotes)

[lifeisso-short]

[cabinporn]

Cabin in San Carlos de Bariloche, Argentina.

Contributed by Andrew Koester.

[niravpatelphotography]

I’ll only have you if you’re sweeter than my solitude. - Warsan Shire

[pineapplemypizza]

People getting cancer every day, so we continuously pour our money into "cancer research." Did you know the tests that diagnose lung, ovarian, and pancreatic cancer, three of the deadliest forms of cancer, are more than 60 years old! And you know what's even better? A FIFTEEN YEAR OLD figured out how to diagnose these cancers using wikipedia and google. Not only that, but his way is cheaper and more effective than our outdated method. Did I mention how much these CEO's make for these cancer research companies. My idea; Pour your money into a farm where you produce your own food, with spring mountains water, out away from the city's pollution, and then tell me how much you have to worry about cancer. Rant over.

[atlestic]

[crivil]

[andersbrogaardadventures]

We all secretly want a tree house

[thecozyspace]

https://web.facebook.com/TheCozySpace

[pineapplemypizza]

my future bed

[shadesofbrixton]

Source.

[moodboardmix]

Londolozi Private Game Reserve. The Kruger National Park, South Africa.

[pineapplemypizza]

I need bathtub therapy. Yes in South Africa would be great.

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All this is in reference to an epic personal battle. And what I’m battling is my past, bubbling up to the surface like a screaming banshee dragging me down to hell, meanwhile swallowing the souls of babies and dismembering kittens.

So here’s the thing about my suffering. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel, which I’m lucky for that, even though sometimes it’s just a hallucination. I know that I have to be miserable and embrace my misery in order to deal with my emotional wreck of a self right now, because once I do, once it’s done, I will be renewed. I will be different. I feel the changes. I’ve been feeling them for over a year now, creeping in.

I never understood why I couldn’t understand depression. I believed myself to have never experienced it, but really how can we differentiate one persons sadness from another? What defines depression? If you ask me there’s just no words. I believe environmental factors are a component, and then part of me believes there is more. There’s a part of your soul that’s hurting, too, and well, how do we define our own souls? What I find now is that I’ve refused to give my depression a name. I’ve refused it’s existence, and I’ve refused to feed it. I realize now that there’s a sadness in all of us, but our society acts as though if you’re depressed “there’s something wrong with you.” So then we take on the attitude that there’s something wrong with us and we need something to fix it. What has helped me have a personal breakthrough is to associate it with the unsteady waves of the ocean. Sometimes they’re pleasant, and I’m able to float along with them enjoying the warm sunshine on my skin. Occasionally, they’re tsunamis, towering over me, hitting me at 300 mph with absolutely no warning. Those have destroyed the internal civilization within me, only to be rebuilt, but not quite the same as before. And then there’s my most feared. Waves still and silent, absent and threatening. Numbness. The fear that if I move just a little, the ripples will lure the sharks to me to devour my soul. We all face it differently, and there’s no one way to distinguish one persons depression from another. I’ve gone through waves in my life. I’ve rebuilt myself from a tsunami, and I’ve waded into water so steady I swam down shore to find the waves again. And I’ve floated steadily in the sunshine enough to know that life is worth it. Maybe that’s what my dream of rolling in the ocean waves was about. Riding out the waves until finally with one giant lurch, I crash, tumbling onto the sand, gain my footing, and learn how to walk again. 

[pineapplemypizza]

Let your pain not be an excuse, but an executor.

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Transitioning is hard enough without people telling you how much you’ve changed.

[socialpsychopathblr]

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cmon itll be FUN!

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Since I’m all about the natural chemical free on my skin, I wanted to share the opportunity for my friends and anybody whose interested to have the same. I sell deodorant and toothpaste for $6 (both are 6 oz jars) lotion for $8 (also 6 oz) and lastly chap stick is $2 each and they come in flavors of peppermint, citrus, or honey.  Natural Handmade Products make wonderful Christmas presents. Visit my Etsy site to order! http://etsy.com/shop/lorganix

[pineapplemypizza]

We cracked our beers, walking down the sidewalk back to the hostel. “Cheers! Oh and my names Lauren by the way.”

”That’s how you know youve been travelling too long. I’m Chad.”