screen print, watercolour
178/365 (by alexis mire)
It’s official… We are going to Sundance!! Congrats. We did it.
can’t wait to see this damn movie.
also i just skinned my back from doing drunk yoga in my dorm sized apartment, so if anyone was under the impression that my life in paris is glamorous, please refer to tonight’s posts.
it’s wednesday night, why aren’t you drinking gin and listening to justin timberlake?
A place is not only a geographical area; it’s also a state of mind. And trees are not just trees; they are the ribs of childhood. The tears also flowed freely from the tips of my fingers as the bus passed quickly by. Upon our return, the sadness of my childhood came back. This dream standing before me, why didn’t I just wrap it around myself even once so I could say I have felt the joy that kills? The soldiers were guarding the dream, but I will enter it when they sleep. — Mahmoud Darwish, Journal of an Ordinary Grief (via yesyes)
"A Good Day," Kait Rokowski -
Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries,
took the bus home,
carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment
and cooked myself dinner.
You and I may have different definitions of a good day.
This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill,
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Just remember that sometimes, the way you think about a person isn’t the way they actually are. — John Green (via viandes)
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