yogachick:

saola:

someday, ill have a studio like this

Inspiration boards are the best.

yogachick:

saola:

someday, ill have a studio like this

Inspiration boards are the best.

myidealhome:

Marimekko workspace (via Pinterest)

myidealhome:

i don’t want to go to school i don’t want to go to university i don’t want to have a career i don’t want anyone to expect anything of me ever ever ever i just want to sit in a cocoon of blankets all day every day sleeping and reading books because i don’t think i’m cut out for this whole ‘contributing member of society’ thing

sugarycum:

 
Normality is a paved road: It’s comfortable to walk, but no flowers grow on it.
 Vincent Van Gogh  (via to-nothingness)
micasaessucasa:

(via: Idha Lindhag)
Wake up every morning and tell yourself that you’re a badass bitch from hell and that no one can fuck with you and then don’t let anybody fuck with you.
Kate Nash’s advice to college students (via thecaminare-jai)
I’m sorry you were not truly loved and that it made you cruel.
Warsan Shire (via ileu)
givemeallthebaconandeggs:

 
brain-food:

Me.
Being born a woman is an awful tragedy… Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars - to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording - all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night…
Sylvia Plath (via raccoonwounds)
In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
Buddhist Saying (via wendesgray)