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19 March 12
Being tender and open is beautiful. As a woman, I feel continually shhh’ed. Too sensitive. Too mushy. Too wishy washy. Blah blah. Don’t let someone steal your tenderness. Don’t allow the coldness and fear of others to tarnish your perfectly vulnerable beating heart. Nothing is more powerful than allowing yourself to truly be affected by things. Whether it’s a song, a stranger, a mountain, a rain drop, a tea kettle, an article, a sentence, a footstep, feel it all – look around you. All of this is for you. Take it and have gratitude. Give it and feel love.
Zooey Deschanel (via 16augusts)

(Source: sugar-and-heartbreak)

Reblogged: echomyecho

9 February 12

Super super neat

brain-food:

Tutti Frutti self portraits by Cristina Otero

Reblogged: brain-food

7 February 12

This is so stinkin cool.

Posted: 9:42 PM

photojojo:

Photo idea: Photograph cityscapes through rainy windows. It’ll give your photos this dreamy painterly look.

Photos by Christophe Jacrot

Hong Kong Through the Rain

via nicolesheikhminusmanhattan

Reblogged: echomyecho

22 November 11

So stinkin good. Helping me get through all this work.

GOING HOME AROUND 6pm. HECK YES. so ready for this break. 

Posted: 1:23 AM
stu-pidface:

dance party tonight.

I want to watch this over Thanksgiving break. So stinkin good.

stu-pidface:

dance party tonight.

I want to watch this over Thanksgiving break. So stinkin good.

Reblogged: echomyecho

19 November 11

(Source: mystandards)

Reblogged: mystandards

18 November 11
Love is a temporary madness, it erupts like volcanoes and then subsides. And when it subsides, you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion, it is not the desire to mate every second minute of the day, it is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing every cranny of your body. No, don’t blush, I am telling you some truths. That is just being “in love”, which any fool can do. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident.

― Louis de Bernières, Captain Corelli’s Mandolin

(via makingdiamondsoutofwreckage)

Reblogged: makingdiamondsoutofwreckage

17 November 11

Reblogged: cassandraduenas

16 November 11

Reblogged: echomyecho

Themed by Hunson. Originally by Josh