hoemme:

one of the best days of my life
At 19, I read a sentence that re-terraformed my head: “The level of matter in the universe has been constant since the Big Bang.”
In all the aeons we have lost nothing, we have gained nothing - not a speck, not a grain, not a breath. The universe is simply a sealed, twisting kaleidoscope that has reordered itself a trillion trillion trillion times over.
Each baby, then, is a unique collision - a cocktail, a remix - of all that has come before: made from molecules of Napoleon and stardust and comets and whale tooth; colloidal mercury and Cleopatra’s breath: and with the same darkness that is between the stars between, and inside, our own atoms.
When you know this, you suddenly see the crowded top deck of the bus, in the rain, as a miracle: this collection of people is by way of a starburst constellation. Families are bright, irregular-shaped nebulae. Finding a person you love is like galaxies colliding. We are all peculiar, unrepeatable, perambulating micro-universes - we have never been before and we will never be again. Oh God, the sheer exuberant, unlikely face of our existences. The honour of being alive. They will never be able to make you again. Don’t you dare waste a second of it thinking something better will happen when it ends. Don’t you dare.
written by Caitlin Moran (via arbors)

(Source: artfucker1996, via lunarata)

likeafieldmouse:

Pat Steir - Blue (2004)

So many good and bad things happening to me simultaneously 


illustratie 001, painting over a print, photo by françois jenssard
emmahartvig:

(2014)
savvysmilinginlove:

"Sensuality does not understand why everyone else is so disturbed by her. As a young girl, she was often scolded for going barefoot." - J. Ruth Gendler, The Book of Qualities

 

I need someone who will sit on a rooftop with me at 2 in the morning and will tell me their favorite songs and their family problems and how they think the earth was made

(Source: lovemelikenutella, via vani11a)

sarcasick:








Photographer unknown, 1950s

the one on the left hello

so hot im actually crying

Oh god, feeling weezy

why dont boys look like this anymore wtf

yes omg ^

why did we go from this to baggy pants and snap backs?

hey there gentlemen
vivudly:

kreastiv:

Tippi - My Book Of Africa

I’m so jealous of this little girl

Will Govus
black-leather:

nicolas andreas taralis ss14