slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina  slowartday:

Daria Khoroshavina 

Further examples of how my (normally polite and mild-mannered) primary care physician continues to hold my entire life together: “Can I call that bitch? I’m going to call that bitch.”

therumpus:

Capricorn: Even when everything seems most strange, even your own words, even your own heart, even your own face, try not to beat yourself up so much. Even when all you can see is the empty space, even when all you can think of is the work left to do, try not to be so hard on yourself. You’re doing okay, you’re trying so hard, you’re doing so much better than you even know. Let your friends love you however you can. Let yourself live your funny strange life in this funny strange world.

estufar:

Actual headline from The New York Times in 1919
juxtaposed, via cerceos and tomboybklyn juxtaposed, via cerceos and tomboybklyn juxtaposed, via cerceos and tomboybklyn
Exobiotanica by Makoto Azuma. Exobiotanica by Makoto Azuma. Exobiotanica by Makoto Azuma. Exobiotanica by Makoto Azuma. Exobiotanica by Makoto Azuma.

therumpus:

The Rumblr’s in-house astrologer, Madame Clairevoyant, presents her latest dispatch from the stars:

Capricorn: The world might seem too full of heaviness this week; the world might feel like a weird airless place. It’s so easy to forget your own powers, when the world feels this way. It’s so easy to forget all the ways you can make your own light. You can paint your walls yellow, you can paint your nails gold, you can just keep breathing. Let this be a week of resistance. Let this be a week of strength. Let this be a week for living well and staying kind in this big strange world.

It’s finally time to move on.

nevver:

Worst case scenario nevver:

Worst case scenario
“[S]he knew she had to make a decision: did she want to live or did she want to die? If die, there were quicker ways. If live, she had to live differently.”
— Margaret Atwood, The Year of the Flood