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"We touch things to assure ourselves of reality. We touch the objects of our love. We touch the things we form. Our tactile experiences are elemental. If we reduce their range, as we do when we reduce the necessity to form things ourselves, we grow lopsided." — Anni Albers

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May 17th | 18

backspincycle:

Sigh. Yahoo’s buying Tumblr, guys. Time to find another social medium.

craps

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May 17th | 5

rubybrave:

the best way i know how to explain it is this: like living in a country for years where you don’t know anyone else who is a native speaker of your native language. most people you can’t understand at all and some people speak your language haltingly, missing all the nuance and slang. you meet one person who is a native speaker of your language and they refuse to speak to you. you can hear the music of home in their voice, but they only speak to you in your shared adopted language. imagine how that would make you feel.

May 17th | 200096

hellolxsa:

i want a late night adventure. i want someone to call me up and say, “i’m outside. let’s go do something!” i want to go out late at night in my pj’s and my hair all tied up. maybe drive around. go to a park and just swing on the swings. maybe sit in the grass and watch the stars or maybe go to a 24 hour food place and pig out. i just want a late night adventure with people i like to be around. no drama. nothing but good vibes and good company.

i am really happy that this almost perfectly describes my relationship with my partner.

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May 16th | 7571 perfect

perfect

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May 16th | 21016 kalories:

hushtess:

hushtess:

I do reading right. It was freaking hot but I wanted to read so I compromised. Chair in river. Fab. 

Most notes i’ve gotten on anything, ever!!!! How exciting

you’re so cute hahaha

kalories:

hushtess:

hushtess:

I do reading right. It was freaking hot but I wanted to read so I compromised. Chair in river. Fab. 

Most notes i’ve gotten on anything, ever!!!! How exciting

you’re so cute hahaha

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May 16th | 7075

as i looked through this my mind started making little sound effects characterizing the personality of each type of labia

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May 16th | 0

ugh i ate A Thing i’m allergic to :,(

May 16th | 4685 sexismandthecity:

Agree

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sexismandthecity:

Agree

!!!!

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May 16th | 15 unobject:

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May 16th | 670 "You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
"
— Mary Oliver, “Wild Geese” (via arosary)

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