a tumbling swede

To be honest, I'd be happier if you didn't follow me here, but here: My other tumblr - with only my own pictures.

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Someone asked me what home was and all I could think of were the stars on the tip of your tongue, the flowers sprouting from your mouth, the roots entwined in the gaps between your fingers, the ocean echoing inside of your ribcage.

E.E. Cummings (via gallifreyac)

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Sami Man with child & reindeer, Finnmark, Norway, ca. 1890

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If nothing else, I hope our generation is known for good eyebrows.

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this is literally me right now. Throwing my man a surprise happy 30th birthday party tomorrow!  

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[balletandbeautifulthings]

every friendship ever

[whatshouldwecallme]

When someone at work asks me a question

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[x9y]

"I say if you love something, set it in a small cage and pester and smother it with love until it either loves you back or dies."

-Mindy Kaling

[alonesomes]

My mother tells me that when I meet someone I like, I have to ask them three questions: 1. what are you afraid of? 2. do you like dogs? 3. what do you do when it rains? of those three, she says the first one is the most important. “They gotta be scared of something, baby. Everybody is. If they aren’t afraid of anything, then they don’t believe in anything, either.” I met you on a Sunday, right after church. one look and my heart fell into my stomach like a trap door. on our second date, I asked you what you were afraid of. “spiders, mostly. being alone. little children, like, the ones who just learned how to push a kid over on the playground. oh and space. holy shit, space.” I asked you if you liked dogs. “I have three.” I asked you what you do when it rains. “sleep, mostly. sometimes I sit at the window and watch the rain droplets race. I make a shelter out of plastic in my backyard for all the stray animals; leave them food and a place to sleep.” he smiled like he knew. like his mom told him the same thing. “how about you?” me? I’m scared of everything. of the hole in the o-zone layer, of the lady next door who never smiles at her dog, and especially of all the secrets the government must be breaking it’s back trying to keep from us. I love dogs so much, you have no idea. I sleep when it rains. I want to tell everyone I love them. I want to find every stray animal and bring them home. I want to wake up in your hair and make you shitty coffee and kiss your neck and draw silly stick figures of us. I never want to ask anyone else these questions ever again.

three questions | Caitlyn Siehl (via alonesomes)

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I never realized what a big deal that was. How amazing it is to find someone who wants to hear about all the things that go on in your head.

Nina LaCour, Hold Still   (via spiritual-groove)

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You’ll be working in groups

Satan (via baveuile)

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Running into people from high school

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oregon & california road trip

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Step into my office.