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Someone I know is dying with no chance of survival.

He’s been in the hospital for weeks due to back problems, going through painful physical therapy, and away from his loved ones because of his condition.

During an operation to help alleviate some pain from his back, they found rapidly spreading malignant tumors.

He has two weeks to live.

Oh.

So… what does it mean when your nightmare is you getting lost in a car full of your close classmates on the way and eventually getting to a classroom setting with other current classmates and someone you know pops out of the ceiling vent in the bathroom with a dead bird in their hand while you’re washing your hands?

It was like there wasn’t anything strange about her actions at all.

What?

Sometimes You Need To Be Reminded
  • That you’re a lady and should act like it
  • That you have feelings and that’s okay
  • That you need to stop being so sad so often
  • That you need to stop being so angry so often
  • That you need to stop giving a fuck
  • That you need to get off the internet
  • That you have a lot going on in your life
  • That sometimes you need a break
  • That sometimes that time isn’t right now
  • That sometimes you need to fucking work harder
  • That you can do better
  • That you have power
  • That you can do it

Hmm, that’s a lot of things.

oldhollywood:

Audrey Hepburn - Moon River (Breakfast at Tiffany’s: Original Soundtrack Recording)

Written by Johnny Mercer & Henry Mancini.

Digable Planets - “Rebirth of Slick (Cool Like Dat)”

aatombomb:

We were discussing homosexuality because of an allusion to it in the book we were reading, and several boys made comments such as, “That’s disgusting.” We got into the debate and eventually a boy admitted that he was terrified/disgusted when he was once sharing a taxi and the other male passenger made a pass at him.

The lightbulb went off. “Oh,” I said. “I get it. See, you are afraid, because for the first time in your life you have found yourself a victim of unwanted sexual advances by someone who has the physical ability to use force against you.” The boy nodded and shuddered visibly.

“But,” I continued. “As a woman, you learn to live with that from the time you are fourteen, and it never stops. We live with that fear every day of our lives. Every man walking through the parking garage the same time you are is either just a harmless stranger or a potential rapist. Every time.”

The girls in the room nodded, agreeing. The boys seemed genuinely shocked. 

“So think about that the next time you hit on a girl. Maybe, like you in the taxi, she doesn’t actually want you to.”

GPOY SO HARD

[Flash 10 is required to watch video.]

Sometimes I feel that slut-shaming is a result of gender lines. But sometimes, I just think it’s because people are fucking stupid.

saper-lipopette:

I have never laughed so hard in my life. I want to meet her.

Maija, I hate you for re-blogging this because it’s past 1AM here and I just laughed my ass off when my roommate and her friend are asleep. GODDAMN.

I met another Industrial Design student from Academy of Art on St. Patrick’s Day.

I’ve been thinking a lot more about design lately.

It reminds me that I have to be more conscious than I have been.

It reminds me that I’ve stopped using my sketchbooks.

It reminds me of how much I’m slacking.

Step up your game, Jenn.

The world has been here.

What makes you special?

Everything natural is asymmetry… We arrange branches, but at the same time we arrange space around the material…

Anthony Bourdain, No Reservations: Tokyo

Fuck, I need to think more.

J'Mapple

I don’t know why we said this.

Bastardization of how to say “my name is” in French.

BOYS AND GIRLS, GAYS AND TRANNIES. BEHOLD YOUR NEW NAME.

Sometimes I really feel like giving up and doing this when I’m in class and working on something particularly frustrating.

Also, Dave Chappelle is fucking hilarious. WU TANG!

[This also reminds me of my brother and watching Chappelle’s Show with him all the time.]

Claude Debussy - “Prelude to the Afternoon of a Faun

milktree:

Old Man In Sorrow (On the Threshold of Eternity) by Vincent Van Gogh

You know, I only spent one hour or so outside at Ocean Beach in this gorgeous weather.

But it was enough for me.

But I need to get out more.

First step taken. Go to beach alone and read/think/draw.

Next step? Make more friends and hang out more.

I told him to forget about me.

I don’t think I should be crying right now.

But it’s really over. It’s really, really over. 

[Flash 10 is required to watch video.]

sealegslegssea:

etacazile:

permanentscar:

soggysoil:

emptyglasses-:

can we bring this back

(via blanklove)

all day everyday

it’s just so damn catchy

It’s back.

“I DON’T WANT A PEANUT BUTTER PIZZA, GO AWAY”

A DJ, a group of people who wouldn’t stop dancing, and shades. That was all we needed. She had a beer at an earlier party that I went and got her from, and I’d had maybe half of a Heineken with her. We didn’t drink any more than that. They ran out of alcohol anyway.

Tonight, we danced with really fun strangers (and one creeper who couldn’t take a hint) and had a great time even without the alcohol. I wore shades pretty much all night, allowing me to dance however stupidly or intensely as I’d wished. The host’s roommates were really cool and said my friend and I were welcome any time.

Tonight was fun.

Participating in cultural life is not something out of ordinary to us: global culture is the fundamental building block of our identity, more important for defining ourselves than traditions, historical narratives, social status, ancestry, or even the language that we use. From the ocean of cultural events we pick the ones that suit us the most; we interact with them, we review them, we save our reviews on websites created for that purpose, which also give us suggestions of other albums, films or games that we might like. Some films, series or videos we watch together with colleagues or with friends from around the world; our appreciation of some is only shared by a small group of people that perhaps we will never meet face to face. This is why we feel that culture is becoming simultaneously global and individual. This is why we need free access to it.
You alone are enough. You have nothing to prove to anybody.
Maya Angelou (via iwantyourmoney)

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  • oldhollywood: Audrey Hepburn - Moon River (Breakfast at Tiffany’s: Original Soundtrack Recording) Written by Johnny Mercer & Henry Mancini.
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  • heythisisit: alivaanirac: fun. - “The Gambler” P came over yesterday and brought me dinner: frozen edamame, sushi, two-buck Chuck and grapes from Trader Joe’s along with a homemade salad. A sweet gesture when I was busy with homework… even though I spent the rest of the night and this morning being unproductive. 1am pizza, falling asleep to Batman Beyond, and him trying to put his finger in my nose (apparently, I woke up, smiled, and said, “Babe, why are you trying to pick my nose?” before immediately falling back asleep). I was sitting on his lap in front of my computer before we left for pizza when the lyrics, “You’re the love of my life,” came up. He looked me in the eye and said, “You are the love of my life.” A kiss and a tender moment shared that I will carry in my heart for a long time. At only 19, this is my first love. I know it. For the rest of my life, I’ll remember P and remember him fondly, even if we aren’t together or married or in each other’s lives. I’m young and naive and immature, but I know this much. Simple moments, people. Simple moments.
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  • The Postal Service - “Be Still My Heart”
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  • j2daoe: Little Motel - Modest Mouse Sad story - I was really high the other day just hanging out with Teffy and I tell her to put this song on. The weed gave me a really bad trip and made me think too much about fucking everything. I was questioning why I do everything I do, why I even like this song, life, love, and everything that you could possibly think of. My brain was working in maximum overdrive. It was ruining me. Then Isaac starts singing and all of a sudden I feel like a girl at a ball dancing… under a gazebo with the lights around it in the middle of a warm summer’s night. It was too beautiful to explain actually. You could feel everything going past you and you could just feel the music carrying you. The drum beats were in sync with my heartbeat and everything felt good. I laid down and I wondered why I even liked this song so much. What does this song even mean to me? That’s what we’re waiting for? For what? Well… I could tell you… but I won’t. I realized how cool it was to have your own special meaning for something you loved.
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  • The Dodos - “Sleep” I cannot sleepI cannot thinkI cannot dream
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  • electricjellyfish: TV on the Radio - “Killer Crane” For your enjoyment.
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  • The Smiles - “California Girls”
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  • The Dodos - “Undeclared”
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  • Lupe Fiasco - “Daydreamin’” (feat. Jill Scott)
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  • Death Cab for Cutie - “405 (Acoustic)”
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  • Wale - “The Cloud”
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  • Wolftron - “Safe”
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  • Ra Ra Riot - “The Orchard” This on repeat today.
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  • Coldplay - “Don’t Panic”
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  • Death Cab for Cutie - “A Lack of Color” I should have given you a reason to stay…
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  • Jeff Pianki - “If Only” This kind of makes me wonder if I’ll meet someone unable to speak English (or Cantonese for that matter) that will end up being incredibly important to me. [YouTube video here]
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  • Andrew Bird - “Scythian Empires”
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  • Bon Iver - “Beach Baby” It was a Dodos morning, and now it’s a Bon Iver night.
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  • the tumbled sea - “Lullaby”
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