to everyone with finals and exams and big projects due very very soon and haven’t started anything yet
When did we become so small and so apologetic? Why do we apologize for our humanity? Love what you love, and make no apologies. This is your identity. The most horrendous suspensions of freedom are self-imposed. We imprison ourselves daily, hourly.
We have one life, one shot at all the glorious things of life, and we walk about constricted, apologetic, afraid. We have so little time; we have so little space upon which to spread our love and our talents and our kindness. Run toward life fulsomely and freely.
It runs from us so quickly, like a frightened dog or youth or daylight. Chase it and care for it.
Of course art should be about something big. Something terribly big must be at stake. I don’t see this anymore. Our art is becoming terribly polite and apologetic, much like us. It slinks away like a sagging breast, empty of milk or promise or comfort.
We need to get very fervent again. We need to get jacked up." — Tennessee Williams (via commovente)
Photos by ©ancient history
Salar de Uyuni, Bolivia by night
"When the night comes, the starry sky reflects on its surface like in a mirror, and you have the feeling of being in space."
This is a piece of mid-2000s humour that I hope never disappears from the internet
Impossible Soul by Sufjan Stevens
This song is a 25 minute masterpiece.
(Source: SoundCloud / alexknust)
Paramore - The Only Exception
My paper may not be done, but my eyebrows look fabulous.