coffee and tv
calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”


from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922

calantheandthenightingale:

“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.

“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”

“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”

“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

from The Velveteen Rabbit (or How Toys Become Real) by Margery Williams, 1922

jessicawiednerart:

The Day in the Life of a Penny

Made this in high school with the help of my buddies <3

I won an award for this short video too :)

I am so glad my friend Aaron was a part of this, we all miss you dearly

<3 

is the ability to see past and through things (not to the bottom but to the perpetually layered, insignificant core) and the corresponding inability (/reluctance/refusal) to take seriously the same things (/”nihilism”) a symptom of

-youth

-intelligence

-depression

-drug use

-luxury living

(we’re thinking not just that, but…. )

is the reversal simple as a matter of perception? turn insignificance into casual miracle? struggling with concepts these days

2 July 2014    Reblog    
very funny

very funny

what kind of labyrinth is this

that we’re constructing, through talking?

definition of my life/

lyin in bed in the sunlight

26 June 2014    Reblog    

love-less:

strange and unproductive thinking

deathbycas:

dingle-dangle:

A proud new dad sits down to have a drink with his father

"Well son, now that you’ve got a kid of your own, I think it’s time to give you this"

"Dad, you don’t mean-"

"Yes son, I do" *Dad pulls out copy of 1001 Dad Jokes, 5th Edition*

"Dad… I’m honoured…", he says, tears sparkling in his eyes.

"Hi honoured", replies his father. "I’m dad".

wishy washy

2 June 2014    Reblog    
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rhiannon

aleashurmantine:

i cried for three months straight,
bent over the sink
full of dishes at work,
driving east on division until
it wound into unlit forest,
sitting up in bed afternoons
watching videos of
stevie nicks in the seventies—
her arms flowing out
like silk ribbons under the stage
lights, the way lindsey
always looked at her
while she was looking straight ahead

i was a slit maple, all this
desperate love seeping out
and hardening
on the surface of me

what do i have
to show for that, now?

hyacinths begin to unfurl
all through the neighborhood

today you liked a picture of me
on facebook
from my birthday, i’m posing
with some wooden
penguin cutouts at the zoo
for a couple of minutes i got lost
trying to look at myself
the way i think you
always looked at me
like some pane of glass
that you can see yourself in
at night
then in the morning
you can see straight through it