PLEASE, DON’T TURN A BLIND EYE ANY LONGER
I’m sorry if this “bothers” you but it really needs to be said. Look at the labels before you buy. These companies don’t deserve your business
I’m a piece of shit.
I don’t call my grandmother back. I constantly lie to my parents.
I scamper past mirrors to avoid an existential crisis. I always promise myself to be healthier ‘next week;’ but I end having a feast, or nothing at all.
Sometimes my lover goes untouched for days because I’m trapped in a carousel that’s spinning with stress, anxiety and self-doubt. I tend to lean on my grandiose dreams of becoming ‘someone,’ but I have trouble coming to terms with my limitations. Meanwhile, my partner is in bed, dreaming of an endless embrace and tender eyes.
Late at night, a light emerges from my computer and summons me to my trial.
I sit down to write.
This time, I’ll find the right words to validate my existence. In one sentences, I’ll realize that my feet belong on the same ground that everyone else walks upon.
But it’s four in the morning and nothing is coming out…
Words pour out of me like a roaring cascade, or I’m a drought praying for clarity and universal truths.
a piece of vomit from my selfish heart - JB
Various photos from December.
Pacific Northwest Porn
Thats it im going this summer
UHM excuse me what the FUCK I’ve only ever seen photo 6 in person and I LIVE HERE (LBR everyone knows fuckin multnomah falls)
Holy fucking cow
(Source: Flickr / tylerforesthauser)
My 3 year old before bed tonight, She calls meditation “wishing”. She thinks of happy things, people that love her, what she loves, kisses and holds the stones because they have energys. Shes been doing this since she was one. She loves it. I just wanted to share how amazing it is how children and can do these things. I think all parents should give there children a shot. Itll help keep their generation more peaceful…Just thought id share.
*please do not complain about her not wearing a shirt. We were just about to head to bed*
still the sweetest thing ever
this is like walking through dreams
well technically all of these places were an architect’s dream until their dreams rotted away over time
When in doubt, make pasta.