A true conservationist is a man who knows that the world is not given by his...– John James Audubon (b. April 26, 1785)
This week has started off with the most wild mood swings I have ever experienced. I’ve encountered things in the past two days that have brought me from the highest jubilant peaks of happiness to the basest, rankest, most vile gutters of depression, to hope and blind determination. Some of these things were out of my hands, some I had a direct hand in, and others I’m not even sure...
For Zach and CJ.
“Grief is not something you know if you grow up wearing feathers with a Charlie Chaplin boyfriend, a love-child papoose, a witch baby, a Dirk and a Duck, a Slinkster Dog, and a movie to dance in. You can feel sad and worse when your dad moves to another city, when an old lady dies, or when your boyfriend goes away. But grief is different. Weetzie’s heart cringed in her like a dying...
In winter I dress up not to be cold. In summer I dress up not to get arrested.– Aino, 26 on Hel Looks.
Good shoes will take you good places.– Min Seo Hyun
These men are not reading Bukowski, they are vigorously masturbating to...– Jackie from xojane.com
I believe that treating other people well is a lost art.– Tim Gunn (via misswallflower)
Apple Sandwiches with Granola and Peanut Butter →
Instagram Whining Gets Classist, Racist →
I didn’t even know Instagram was available for Android. I remember wanting it, but now I don’t want it as much. I’m a little ashamed to say it’s because of certain people having it, but a little less ashamed when I clarify it’s the hipsters, not the rich iPhone consumers or “people of color.”
What is it you want to do with your life? What dreams do you have? Tell me.