why can’t plane tickets be like 10 dollars

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The universe has dealt me a tough week, I am ready for some goodness! 🐣

The universe has dealt me a tough week, I am ready for some goodness! 🐣

You remember too much,
my mother said to me recently.

Why hold onto all that? And I said,
Where can I put it down?


>> Anne Carson, excerpt from “The Glass Essay” (via highrapunzel)
You are a souvenir shop
And I am on a long vacation
But all you sell are t-shirts that say,
“I fell in love and all I got was this crummy shirt”
And snowglobes with tiny polymer versions of us
Kissing on the ski slopes
And light up personalized keychains
But it’s no use looking for anyone else’s name
Because they all feature yours
And all the roadside attractions I stop at
Are just larger than life statues of our hands entwined
Or the longest silence during a 4am phone call
Or stands that don’t sell pie,
But instead sell replicas of the way you looked
After our first kiss
And in every cheesy photo I send home
To my mom, I’m crying
Like I cried after I walked out your door for the last time
I am driving across the country,
Trying to escape you and all I’ve found
Are pieces of your soul,
Abandoned along the interstate

>> souvenir by Catherine Morse (via themirrorfactory)

lindsaychrist:

ive been fired from taco bell 4 separate times but i keep just showing up for work and they forget

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How terribly sad it was that people are made in such a way that they get used to something as extraordinary as living.
>> Jostein Gaarder, The Solitaire Mystery (via observando)

Anonymous asked: What day of LBP do you go to? Sat. or Sun.? I want to meet you, you seem so lovely.

I usually just go to the parade. I’ve been debating going to the festival this year but haven’t decided. Friendships don’t have to happen only at pride you know!

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opalesent:

I want 0 responsibilities and a lot of lingerie

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yazbukeyloves:

Swamp Girls by Johanna Öst

yazbukeyloves:

Swamp Girls by Johanna Öst


gaksdesigns:

Samantha French.
Oil on Canvas