“Your life is not an episode of Skins. Things will never look quite as good as they do in a faded, sun-drenched Polaroid; your days are not an editorial from Lula. Your life is not a Sofia Coppola movie, or a Chuck Palahniuk novel, or a Charles Bukowski poem. Grace Coddington isn’t your creative director. Bon Iver and Joy Division don’t play softly in the background at appropriate moments. Your hysterical teenage diary isn’t a work of art. Your room probably isn’t Selby material. Your life isn’t a Tumblr screencap. Every word that comes out of your mouth will not be beautiful and poignant, infinitely quotable. Your pain will not be pretty. Crying till you vomit is always shit. You cannot romanticize hurt. Or sadness. Or loneliness. You will have homework, and hangovers and bad hair days. The train being late won’t lead to any fateful encounters, it will make you late. Sometimes your work will suck. Sometimes you will suck. Far too often, everything will suck - and not in a Wes Anderson kind of way. And there is no divine consolation - only the knowledge that we will hopefully experience the full spectrum - and that sometimes, just sometimes, life will feel like a Coppola film.”
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“I hope you find happiness. I hope you find what you’re looking for, and I hope you keep it close to your chest, enough for you to never let go of it, unless you have to, unless you need to let go to be happy. I hope you never forget what makes you feel like you can do anything. I hope you find the light in the darkest places, and I hope that when you feel like you can’t dream anymore you go to sleep and prove yourself wrong. I hope to see you someday, happy, and in love, with someone who deserves you. I hope you reread the books that you’ve read before, listen to the songs that you’ve sang in the shower, and try to remember everything that felt good once, and hold on to that feeling, because once it goes away, it’s hard to get it back. … I hope you get happy. I hope you live.”
— Abraham M. Alghanem | Summer and Autumn (via nonelikejesus)
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“Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away.”
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F. Scott Fitzgerald
I loOoOove Fitzgerald :)
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“Listen: Everything ends, and Everything matters. Everything matters not in spite of the end of you and all that you love, but because of it. Everything is all you’ve got-your wife’s lips, your daughter’s eyes, your brother’s heart, your father’s bones and your own grief-and after Everything is nothing. So you were wise to welcome Everything, the good and the bad alike, and cling to it all. Gather it in. Seek the meaning in sorrow and don’t ever ever turn away, not once, from here until the end. Because it is all the same, it is all unfathomable, and it is all infinitely preferable to the one dreadful alternative.”
— Everything Matters by Ron Currie Jr. (via worldgrowsold)
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“I’ve been lonely for so long. And I’ve been hurt so deeply. If only I could have met you again a long time ago, then I wouldn’t have had to take all these detours to get here.”
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“Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.”
— Wunderkammer: Did You Know (via creatingaquietmind)
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“Don’t sleep, it only slows you down. Write by the light of dim lamps and the glow of your cell phone. Pull over on the side of the road to get the words out before you forget them. Don’t write to be read. Write to breathe.”
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“You will fall in love with someone who’s cold and always seemingly pushing you away. When all is said and done, they will be forever known as the one person you couldn’t get to love you. Unfortunately, it will hurt and sting worse than the good ones, the ones that chopped up your meat for you and picked out an eyelash from your eye and were nice to your mother, because love often feels like a game we need to win.”
— The People You Will Fall in Love With in Your 20s (Ryan O’Connell)
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“Make sure you don’t start seeing yourself through the eyes of those who don’t value you. Know your worth even if they don’t.”
— Thema Davis (via thatkindofwoman)
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Early Posters, 1985-1990
prints on paper, 16 3/4 x 22 inches
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“Don’t be afraid. There are exquisite things in store for you. This is merely the beginning.”
— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via thatkindofwoman)
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Tush appreciation post. Love your booty, shake it on this Saturday night!
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“Writers make love to whatever they need.”
— Anaïs Nin, from Henry and June (via thatkindofwoman)
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