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jewishsanta:

when books make you cry like fuck you book you’re a stack of paper

succulent vortex

succulent vortex

fancybidet:

Never gonna stop being obsessed with cute planters. ARGHSDKJSD!

I want that huge head planter. I’ve been buying planters at thrift stores and I never see large ones

fancybidet:

Never gonna stop being obsessed with cute planters. ARGHSDKJSD!

I want that huge head planter. I’ve been buying planters at thrift stores and I never see large ones

feeb:

Sophie Calle, The Chromatic Diet 

richwhitelesbian:

i cant believe this is what babies look like before you glue all the skin on

richwhitelesbian:

i cant believe this is what babies look like before you glue all the skin on

f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s:

Anonymous Women: Draped - Patty Carroll Photography

Patty Carroll created this series of conceptual photographs from home as a place that offers safety and welfare, but also a space that can cause claustrophobia. She is also part of this world, who is seen as responsible for making chaos a pleasant place: an anonymous repressed by machismo. Bodies wrapped in curtains also refer to religious symbols like the Virgin Mary and the burka, as well as ancient Greek and Roman dress.

heckacute:

Yeah, my thighs touch. My thighs touch everything. I love touching stuff with my thighs.

raveneuse:

Martin Creed, Work No. 503, 2006.

raveneuse:

Martin Creed, Work No. 503, 2006.

Happiness in intelligent people is the rarest thing I know.

Ernest Hemingway 

When I was maybe 12 or 13 I had an adult (not my parents) tell me that I was too smart to ever be happy. Cool thanks

You guys, I had a TICK!

istealforksfromrestaurants:

I touched my back and there was something there and i pulled at it and my skin moved with it and I ran into the living room and said to Southernish “Is. There. Some. Thing. On. Me?” and she said YES A TICK!

AND I SCREAMED LIKE A SITCOM CHARACTER. 

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One thanksgiving scrotumcoat and I ducked out of my aunt’s house to smoke a j with two of my cousins. My aunt lives in the hills but we didn’t like go out into the woods or anything, just the side of the house. We left an hour or so later and went to my parents house before we headed home. We were standing in the kitchen when scrotumcoat starts itching his arm, and then he reached into his sweatshirt and pulled out a tick. Mom put it on a paper plate and smashed it and a bunch of blood came out. My father, in total seriousness, goes OH MY GOD. NOW YOU HAVE LYME DISEASE and scrotumcoat was like OH GOD AM I GONNA DIE FROM LYME DISEASE? and they both got kinda worked up until I was like UH GETTING A TICK ISN’T GUARANTEED LYME DISEASE GUYS. scrotumcoat’s arm hurt for like two weeks but lyme disease never showed up and now every time we go to my aunt’s house he complains about how he’s going to get another tick

thehystericalsociety:

Getting their feet wet - c. 1900s - (Via)

me at the beach

thehystericalsociety:

Getting their feet wet - c. 1900s - (Via)

me at the beach

I can’t tho

I can’t tho