Hollyhocks for Grandma Fran
Sometimes I wish I was a tadpole — just being, just responding to stimuli
You don’t owe prettiness to anyone. Not to your boyfriend/spouse/partner, not to your co-workers, especially not to random men on the street. You don’t owe it to your mother, you don’t owe it to your children, you don’t owe it to civilization in general. Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female.’
—Erin McKean, A Dress A Day (via feminismis4everyone)
(via feminismis4everyone)
Right?!
waiting room to the afterlife
Lost film file, lost coast
(Source: melypsy)
bring me this chair
Flying Lotus - Elephant Ride ‘07
(Source: melypsy)
It’s stunningly beautiful, yet my stomach is in knots. View the whole series at Guido Mocafico’s site.
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