uneautre:

Emotions in the form of irrational tears, the build up of everything i couldnt hold in. I have never been good with controlling how I feel and now, especially now, I know that “it will be okay” doesn’t mean a thing unless you let it.

I feel sick, like I’ve done something wrong or committed a crime. Like it isn’t the right thing to just go after what you want and let that be that. That there is a map and a plan for this life and I was reading it all upsidown all along.

lissyellephotoblog:

“Vintage Butterfly”

There are dozens and dozens of butterflies flying around my backyard. I sat outside very still for hours letting them land on me, I even got a couple pictures before they flew away. The photo with the butterfly on my leg - not only did I stand there for half an hour - but that was the very last instax I owned in the whole world. HEAR THAT EBAY I’M COMING FOR YOU.
thejuvenilia:

To the Inspiration Board
“When I have nothing to go off of, I like to refresh my inspiration board. This ritual helps me to gather snippets of feeling and content into something larger; even collecting them virtually helps me renew myself.”
by Ann Pajuväli

thejuvenilia:

To the Inspiration Board

“When I have nothing to go off of, I like to refresh my inspiration board. This ritual helps me to gather snippets of feeling and content into something larger; even collecting them virtually helps me renew myself.”

by Ann Pajuväli

paradoxicalsentiments:

Small Town Moon - Regina Spektor

I must have left a thousand times
But every day begin the same
Cause there’s a small town in my mind
How can leave without hurting every one who made me?

Oh baby, baby it’s all about the moon
I wish you wouldn’t have broke my camera
Cause we’re gonna get real old
Real soon

Today we’re younger than we ever gonna be

Stop! Stop, what’s the hurry?
Come on baby, don’t you worry worry
Everybody not so nice nice

regina sang this off of her new album last night and it remained one of my favorite songs throughout the entire show - which is saying a lot because that concert was unparalleled to anything I’ve ever experienced. but anyway, give it a listen and LOOK AT THE PERFECT LYRICS if you aren’t already familiar :’) regina, my queen, I love you

(Source: audio-post / reginaspektor)

thedailywhat:

Infographic of the Day: No surprises here — a February 29 birthday is hard to come by, while the summer months trend reflects the traditional spike in holiday hookups.
[explore]

thedailywhat:

Infographic of the Day: No surprises here — a February 29 birthday is hard to come by, while the summer months trend reflects the traditional spike in holiday hookups.

[explore]

(Source: thedailywhat, via sealegslegssea)

pieces of me

two hours ago, as i was cleaning my small closet where i keep some personal, random, and sometimes unnecessary stuff, i gathered up a small pile of bills and pieces of paper that had handwritten notes/ sketches by me that was meant to be thrown away. i then realized that i find it really hard to throw anything that has my handwriting on it. i found myself pulling those worn out papers, and folding them neatly and with great care. it felt as if these were actual pieces of me. my fingers are there, my brain, my breath. the thoughts i was thinking, my whole existence was there. and this, right here between my hands is a living proof. it’s so hard to let that go. i know they’ll eventually have to go and someone eventually has to do it. but for now, i’m keeping everything. i don’t know why or for whom, but for some reason, i know that i should.  

emilygt:

ilaywaiting:

sayward2:

I love abandoned places where nature is taking over again. It always makes me think about how the world would be fine if the human race was all of a sudden obliterated - things would go back to normal, it would be one giant jungle of cities covered in nature again. Also reminds me of Castle in the Sky, the 1986 movie by Hayao Miyazaki.

incredible

(via colored-senses)

fiore-rosso:

the royal national theatre, london - denys lasdun.

fiore-rosso:

the royal national theatre, london - denys lasdun.

sipping on jasmine green tea to remind myself that things will be okay. and that all i need to do is to calm down, concentrate and have a plan. and of course, stop cracking my knuckles and picking on my cuticles every second of the day. 

breathinglove:

My biggest fear.

breathinglove:

My biggest fear.

(via sarmentum)

i’ll be older even before i know it. it’s strange because it feels like i’d been 23 forever even though it hasn’t been a month yet. time runs fast. faster than dreams and, in my case, faster than the time it takes them to become reality. 

i’m in a hazy phase in my life, in terms of time and space. in terms of tangible and intangible. i come to a start sometimes finding myself drifting away in a world i never thought myself welcome. i try so hard to remember who and what i was like 5 years ago. what i looked like. what i sounded and smelled like. what i thought of. i look back and i look forward. i daydream most of the time. and when i dream at night i dream of cigarettes and people i wish i were friends with. 

i’m tired with myself. i’m tired with my uncertainties and with my weaknesses. i’m tired with my silence. 

yes, i’m tired with my own silence.

standingonair:

Tidying Up Art by Ursus Wehrli

Wehrli takes everyday scenes of disorder and rearranges them into neat rows, sorted by different attributes such as color, size, shape, and type, etc.

(Source: unknownskywalker)