very pretty food that I help make but none of which is allowed in my diet so it’s real live torture pls send help.

comakid:

the cars on the highway at 3am are very good at imitating the noises that the ocean makes when it is sad


"Otters have a skin flap that forms a pocket so they can keep their favorite rock with them. They use this rock to break open mollusks when eating. Some otters go their entire lives carrying the same rock!” source

"Otters have a skin flap that forms a pocket so they can keep their favorite rock with them. They use this rock to break open mollusks when eating. Some otters go their entire lives carrying the same rock!” source

(Source: metamorphosis-of-a-soul, via okkeanos)

"Lal, Lalla, Lalishiri. Even if I never pray, I speak to you. Your voice is of a mermaid who only knew the desert. Lal, Lalla, Lalishiri. How many generations have ignored you? If you were a man, everyone would love you. But since you are a woman, I find you among the heavy geometry books, ripped, heavy, heavy, a meditative testosterone for the soul. Lal, Lalla, Lalishiri. You married at twelve and divorced at twenty-four. At that age I’ll be a mother, I promise you, Lal, Lalla, Lalishiri. I promise you, miswriting your name, that at that age I will not be divorced but that I will be married to my embarrassments and to my abandoned flowers. Lal, Lalla, Lalishiri. You say that the dead do not exist. What can I give you as tribute?"

Luna Miguel, A chaotic summary of the week in eight acts (via electric-cereal)

I cut my thumb so deep into my nail peeling apples Sunday and It hurts so bad still and the nail is sliced a tiny bit and Pup just came in the room and put this band aid on so sweetly and tight

I cut my thumb so deep into my nail peeling apples Sunday and It hurts so bad still and the nail is sliced a tiny bit and Pup just came in the room and put this band aid on so sweetly and tight

A little @samanthalouconlon at the coven’s project at La Centrale

A little @samanthalouconlon at the coven’s project at La Centrale

(Source: laurencephilomene, via the-coven)

Two years ago today I was all moved back to the Catskills because my seizures and health really started to become a problem and we were desperate for answers. I got to be with maxbear again who died last summer in my birthday and it still hurts my heart. Max kisses. After moving back I waited months to see a doctor there who wouldn’t look me in the eyes. Said Lyme was not a thing. After desperately waiting all summer. Christopher yelled at him and I cried alone in the parking lot. I started listening to a lot of Joanna Newsom. I cried alone. On my birthday Christopher rescued me Two years ago today I was all moved back to the Catskills because my seizures and health really started to become a problem I got to be with maxbear again who died last summer around this time and it still hurts my heart. After moving back I waited months to see a doctor there who wouldn’t look at me in the eye, Christopher screamed hard at him and I cried alone in the parking lot. I started listening to a lot of Joanna Newsom. I cried alone in my old room. It was so hard to sleep and it was so hard not to. On my birthday Christopher came and rescued me and took me here. Two years ago. And still.

Two years ago today I was all moved back to the Catskills because my seizures and health really started to become a problem and we were desperate for answers. I got to be with maxbear again who died last summer in my birthday and it still hurts my heart. Max kisses. After moving back I waited months to see a doctor there who wouldn’t look me in the eyes. Said Lyme was not a thing. After desperately waiting all summer. Christopher yelled at him and I cried alone in the parking lot. I started listening to a lot of Joanna Newsom. I cried alone. On my birthday Christopher rescued me Two years ago today I was all moved back to the Catskills because my seizures and health really started to become a problem I got to be with maxbear again who died last summer around this time and it still hurts my heart. After moving back I waited months to see a doctor there who wouldn’t look at me in the eye, Christopher screamed hard at him and I cried alone in the parking lot. I started listening to a lot of Joanna Newsom. I cried alone in my old room. It was so hard to sleep and it was so hard not to. On my birthday Christopher came and rescued me and took me here. Two years ago. And still.

i remember being told a story when i was small about a woman who had to choose between passion and safety

"I’m self-sufficient. I spend a lot of time on my own and I shut off quite easily. When I communicate, I communicate 900 per cent, then I shut off, which scares people sometimes."

Björk on ‘Self-Sufficiency’  

(Source: bjjork, via lifeinpoetry)

(Source: ethiopienne, via imreallybad)