I’m now way the fuck south in India on the coast and I’m drinking in a bar alone so now I’m using my phone cuz I’m getting a lot of stares people probably wondering who this dirty 12 year old lookin girl drinking jack is
I never read frost’s “stopping by woods on a snowy evening” in school idk why but I read it for the first time tonight and this has to be divine intervention or something nothing has ever seemed so relevant
Frida Kahlo’s personal letter comforting friend and colleague Georgia O’Keeffe after O’Keeffe suffered a nervous breakdown resulting in a condition so severe she was hospitalized and ultimately unable to paint for a year (via)
"What did you do to your hand?" — The Royal Tenenbaums (2001) dir. Wes Anderson.
I want this blown up to like 42” x 62” and plastered on my living room wall.
Jean-Michel Basquiat (December 22, 1960- August 12, 1988)
Jenny Holzer, Installation, Candlestick Park, 1987
Anonymous asked: where are you ticklish?
is this from the foot fetish blog that just started following me IM NOT GONNA SAY FEET
"Even if I didn’t believe in life, if I lost faith in the order of things, were convinced in fact that everything is a disorderly, damnable and perhaps devil-ridden chaos, if I were struck by every horror of man’s disillusionment – still I would want to live, and, having once tasted the cup, I would not turn away from it till I had drained it."
The Brothers Karamazov by Fyodor Dostoevsky
I just finished “a blue hand: the beats in india” and I will admit ive teared up a couple times this week over a biography if you like kerouac and ginsberg and all them I recommend it
can we please stop w this idea that we r all in a Big Rush nd our lives r slipping out of our hands at every given moment if we rnt Participating in somethin…like this anxiety thats bein forced onto us is just another way of making sure we stimulate the economy…can i buy an ideology umbrella nd tuck all my friends under it so we can live in this Slow but Alert bubble where we wont force ourselves into the half-consciousness of Life As It Stands