styofa doing anything
wallacepolsom

blake kathryn
todays bird
Aqua Utopia|海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Stranger Things
No title available
Game of Thrones Daily

Janaina Medeiros

JVL

oozey mess

shark vs the universe

JBB: An Artblog!
No title available
🪼
$LAYYYTER
ojovivo
Show & Tell

Product Placement
Peter Solarz

seen from Libya
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Belgium
seen from United States
@shenanigansandadventues
Song Map of the US
This is so important.
I know it sounds fake but you really do have a lot of silent lovers on this planet who look at you and wish they had your smile or your hair color or your humor or your intellect or your intentions or your heart, your manners, your eyes, your ease, even just you. People who are too shy to tell you what they admire about you or what they wish for you or who they see themselves becoming bc of you & they’re too shy to tell you. even tho it isn’t verbalized, the universe has still heard and the universe has loved you for helping out on its creations. You’re that person. You’re you.
“I like drinking champagne and getting wildly excited. I like sitting on my terrace and smoking a cigar or two.”
— Virginia Woolf, from a letter to Hugh Walpole written c. July 1930
Hey there, friends. As people that have generally been here with me for a long damn time know I’ve struggled with mental health the whole time. I finally got my shit together and went to a psychiatrist. I’ve been diagnosed with depression and binge eating disorder and honestly that makes so much sense. I’m being treated now and I’m hoping things will legit start to get better soon. Just had to fix some of those serotonin molecules floating around in the old noggin.
I believe this is from Full Frontal Feminism by Jessica Valenti.
good types of alone time:
“decadence”
rewatch pride & prejudice (2005 or 1995, your pick)
take a long shower & shave legs
stare at face in mirror for a long time, reflect on changes that have occured in past year
sara bareilles cd on repeat
“deep mystery”
lying on the floor listening to music you liked fifteen years ago
watch dust motes travel across the room in the late afternoon haze
what would be different about my life if i had been a cheerleader in high school?
what was the title of that book you read in the fourth grade? you only remember the main character’s name and nothing about the plot. you spend the next three hours googling and then you drop $60 for a first edition on ebay
cup of tea, then another
are you there god?
“efficiency”
take out five boxes of paperwork from the closet and spend the next three hours making small piles around your body on the floor
write first chapter of novel
cover wall in post it notes
lists lists lists
highlight everything
now’s a good time to start that bullet journal
must empty email inbox
plan out next five years of life down to the month, week, day
“shake it up”
blast nsync while scrubbing out microwave
rearrange living room four different ways
today’s a good day to repaint your bedroom
let’s research and plan a trip to san francisco
develop new fashion style, must throw away all items of clothes that don’t work with it
“rain day”
light candle, open windows, put on sweater
reread old favorite book
pet a cat
listen to jewel cd
“…the greatest obstacle to my progress is me. I myself have been the biggest difficulty in my path. It’s with enormous effort that I’m able to overcome myself.”
— Clarice Lispector, from An Apprenticeship, or The Book of Delights
Sex and the City (1998-2004), Season One, Episode One: Sex and the City
Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.
Charlotte Eriksson (via wordsnquotes)
What she says: I’m fine
What she means: House Tyrell is the second most powerful house in all of Westeros, from the amount of gold they have, to their massive armies which are easily supported by their gold. They still have a number of powerful members of their family even with Margery and Loras dead. In addition to that they have spies, bards, etc, all over the seven kingdoms just like everyone else. Casterly Rock is incredibly far away from High Garden and there’s no way in hell that pretty much the entire Lannister army would march all the way to the Tyrell’s capital in High Garden with literally nobody noticing; and even if they got there the Tyrell’s army isn’t exactly non-existant. To fight them the Lannister’s would’ve easily sacrificed such a large amount of their forces making their chances against Daenerys almost negligible, all the while making Kings Landing and other Lannister controlled territory so incredibly weak that Daenerys could’ve waltzed into Kings Landing without shedding a single civilian blood drop. On top of that Olenna is one of the most incredibly intelligent and powerful characters on the entire show and wouldn’t have been eliminated from this unrealistic attack, and she also has more than a single castle she could’ve retreated to. Also Euron’s fleet just appeared out of nowhere with zero warning as well? Just like in the fight with the sand snakes? Where he defeated three of the show’s most powerful women at once? All of this has but one explanation: Sloppy storytelling
Hey Y’all!
It’s been a minute. I kinda got away from the old tumblr when school was getting ridiculous and I kinda forgot to get back on. I actually thought about deleting everything and then I remembered that the majority of my 20′s are written out in a weird kind of journal - like way and it felt futile to just discard all that anxiety, depression and growth so I thought, what the hell! Let’s keep this party going! So here is the past year or so of my life, naturally presented in bullet point form:
Had a really weird summer last year where I had like a delayed break up slut phase. Like i got broken up with the summer before and buried myself in classes and then emerged in the spring needing to just be a skank. Weird, I know. Thank God I can date from my phone. Just kidding it was fucking awful.
Had my last semester in Nashville. Crushed it.
Went on a few dates with this guy who I was sure I was in love with. True to form, he was not in fact the love of my life and I become increasingly aware that I’m just a better human with zero attachments.
Moved back to Georgia and in with my parents at the age of 28 goddamn years old. I’m still here actually and writing this from my childhood bedroom. It sounds as awful as it is. On the plus side, I’m able to save money and also not feel guilty buying Glossier, so you know I guess it’s okay. As long as it’s temporary. Which it is.
Applied for grad school.
Had an interview with my top choice grad school.
Didn’t get into my top choice grad school.
At which point I gave myself one hour to wallow and cry and be pissed and miserable and when the hour was up, I was going to figure out Plan B because I didn’t work this hard to be a fucking quitter.
Spent 36 hours preparing to apply to Pepperdine University in Malibu, California.
GOT INTO MY TOP CHOICE GRAD SCHOOL.
Went to NYC. Drank rose. Drank matcha. Ate Greek Food. Ate Italian food. Cried at the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island and the 9/11 Memorial. Caught mid day mass at St. Patrick’s Cathedral. Roamed about The Village. Wandered around Central Park. Had tourists ask me how to use the subway because I guess if you wear all black, have resting bitch face, and have head phones in, it is assumed you are from Brooklyn and know the subway like the back of your hand. Got shit faced in Williamsburg and almost threw up on the train to the Yankees game. Spotted a bodega cat.10/10 would do again.
Went to the beach. Spotted some dolphins. Tried oysters for the first time.
Went to Bonnaroo. Got saved by Chance the Rapper. Had a weird acid trip. Got to show my favorite place in the world to some new people.
Went on a maybe the worst first date. Dude seemed super into me and asked if I wanted to tube down the Chattahoochee River and I said yassss. In reality, everyone else had fucking kayaks and the dude tied my tube to his kayak and pulled me down the river behind him. FOR SEVEN RIVER MILES. Conversation was near impossible because I was talking to the back of his head and I couldn’t leave the date because I was being pulled down a fucking river. I actually jumped off a cliff into the river to get away from him for a minute. I got an awful, uneven sun burn on my shins and shoulders. It was a great idea in theory, but failed miserably in practice.
So yea, life in bullet point form. From here, I’ll be in Atlanta until the end of the year, I’ll be moving to Birmingham, Alabama. That in and of itself should be an adventure. I’m not even sure then how often I will be able to keep up with this thing as I’ll be in classes, a 40 hour a week internship, and working a regular job on top of that. But I’ll try because I miss whatever is left of the little community I have here.