Language of the Flowers

wemakemagicwithourminds: we make magic with our minds + hippie...

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 18:47:57 -0400

wemakemagicwithourminds:

we make magic with our minds + hippie boho gypsy vintage love blog

fenderrhodes: West Berlin, 1965. Photo by Leonard Freed.

Fri, 07 Jun 2013 07:50:40 -0400

fenderrhodes:

West Berlin, 1965. Photo by Leonard Freed.

I move slow and steady but I feel like a waterfall

Tue, 04 Jun 2013 21:32:45 -0400

"Its about a doctor with an eating disorder."

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 23:14:09 -0400

“Its about a doctor with an eating disorder.”

- My dad on the subject of Hannibal Lecter (via katherinesque)

megal0saurus: jukebox-zero: Made from weight loss ads on...

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 23:08:49 -0400

megal0saurus:

jukebox-zero:

Made from weight loss ads on magazine covers

Fuck offffff

Photo

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 23:07:20 -0400

Esperanza Spalding

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 23:04:08 -0400

Esperanza Spalding

"Only in America can you be pro-death penalty, pro-war, pro-unmanned drone bombs, pro-nuclear..."

Mon, 03 Jun 2013 23:00:16 -0400

““Only in America can you be pro-death penalty, pro-war, pro-unmanned drone bombs, pro-nuclear weapons, pro-guns, pro-torture, pro-land mines, and still call yourself ‘pro-life.’””

- John Fugelsang (via araberber)

black-men-white-women: Black Men + White Women =...

Sat, 25 May 2013 23:46:31 -0400

black-men-white-women:

Black Men + White Women = Love

www.facebook.com/BM.WW.LOVE

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Sat, 25 May 2013 23:37:15 -0400

likeawritingdesk: i don’t know what to tell you other than the fact that a giraffe’s heart weighs...

Sat, 25 May 2013 23:36:31 -0400

likeawritingdesk:

i don’t know what to tell you
other than the fact that a giraffe’s
heart weighs 22 pounds and that
somebody once told me when
flies fall in love, their entire brain
is rewired to only know loving each
other. when one of them dies, their
memory becomes blank. i hope you
never think about anything as much
as i think about waking up next to
you during a windstorm at 5 am.

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Sat, 25 May 2013 23:35:11 -0400

"You’ll never raise that one,” they told her. “Her color ain’t good. If the good Lord takes her, it..."

Fri, 24 May 2013 01:07:47 -0400

““You’ll never raise that one,” they told her. “Her color ain’t good. If the good Lord takes her, it will be for the best…”
“Don’t say that,” Katie held her baby tightly. “It’s not better to die. Who wants to die? Everything struggles to live. Look at the tree growing up there out of that grating. It gets no sun, and water only when it rains. It’s growing our of sour earth. And it’s strong because its hard struggle to live is making it strong. My children will be strong that way.””

- A Tree Grows In Brooklyn (via torymullen)

5-nin-de-arashi: abyarashi: treasurewisesilliness: princesstam...

Fri, 24 May 2013 01:03:22 -0400

5-nin-de-arashi:

abyarashi:

treasurewisesilliness:

princesstamii:

s-nn-mero:

Japan > Everywhere else

OMG! *m*

This is Japan in a nutshell. Forget all the crazy stuff with the weird tv programs and the cosplaying—that’s just the outer shell that gets attention because it’s unusual. This, this is the beauty of the country. I’ve had little grandmothers chase me down because I dropped my shinkansen tickets. In amusement parks, the attendants do their upmost to get lost items (usually cardigans or kids’ shoes) back to the owners—before the owners even realize they’d lost said item(s). I’ve had complete strangers not only give my thorough directions but have offered to drive me to the place I needed to go.

It is so, so, so hard to go back to the States after you get the J-treatment. I mean, Japan has its downside (“What is this madness you call pizza???”), but the general attitudes of everyone—even the so-called hardcore yankees (two of whom who, on a blazing summer day, helped me find one of my schools when I was heinously lost in the labyrinth that is the neighborhood in which said school is located)—is the epitome of the mindset that I wish everyone would adopt. Because yelling at people gets you nowhere. And being able to empathize with people kinda helps make this country a really nice place to live in.

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infinitehalcyon: I will make flowers grow in even the saddest...

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:58:54 -0400

infinitehalcyon:

I will make flowers grow in even the saddest parts of you.

missy-chocaholic: Purity زكية | via Tumblr on We Heart It -...

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:56:16 -0400

missy-chocaholic:

Purity زكية | via Tumblr on We Heart It - http://weheartit.com/entry/62360993/via/geekyloco

Hearted from: http://purity-z.tumblr.com/post/51153576407

cruello: Even cycling to school can be an adventure

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:54:41 -0400

cruello:

Even cycling to school can be an adventure

cruello: Astronaut Anna Fisher John Bryson

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:50:58 -0400

cruello:

Astronaut Anna Fisher

John Bryson

"let it go - the smashed word broken open vow or the oath cracked length wise - let it go it was..."

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:46:36 -0400

“

let it go - the
smashed word broken
open vow or
the oath cracked length
wise - let it go it
was sworn to
go

let them go - the
truthful liars and
the false fair friends
and the boths and
neithers - you must let them go they
were born
to go

let all go - the
big small middling
tall bigger really
the biggest and all
things - let all go
dear

so comes love

”

- E. E. Cummings (via casimirpulaskiday)

"And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of..."

Fri, 24 May 2013 00:42:28 -0400

“And then one student said that happiness is what happens when you go to bed on the hottest night of the summer, a night so hot you can’t even wear a tee-shirt and you sleep on top of the sheets instead of under them, although try to sleep is probably more accurate. And then at some point late, late, late at night, say just a bit before dawn, the heat finally breaks and the night turns into cool and when you briefly wake up, you notice that you’re almost chilly, and in your groggy, half-consciousness, you reach over and pull the sheet around you and just that flimsy sheet makes it warm enough and you drift back off into a deep sleep. And it’s that reaching, that gesture, that reflex we have to pull what’s warm - whether it’s something or someone - toward us, that feeling we get when we do that, that feeling of being sad in the world and ready for sleep, that’s happiness.”

- Paul Schmidtberger, Design Flaws of the Human Condition (via larmoyante)