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I keep trying to sleep in my awesome mummy sleeping bag and I can’t figure out why.  First of all it is a +10 DOWN sleeping bag and meant for 10 degree weather, and second of all ITS 70 DEGREES AT NIGHT.  It must be that I just want to be wrapped up tightly to feel something, but instead I wake up completely soaked in sweat, distressed, and frustrated.  

I also just want a beer.

this is me tonight, disappearing into the universe called “hotmess”
ventriloquistic:

The Known Universe by Lissy Elle Laricchia: “My Sunday school teacher once told me when I was little, that she always pictured God as just hands, holding the universe in his palms.”
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this is me tonight, disappearing into the universe called “hotmess”

ventriloquistic:

The Known Universe by Lissy Elle Laricchia: “My Sunday school teacher once told me when I was little, that she always pictured God as just hands, holding the universe in his palms.”

Why Being In Your 20s Is Awesome

It’s important to talk about why your twenties are great because it seems like we spend so much of our time wanting to be somewhere else other than where we are. Think about it. Why the hell are we in such a hurry to live some boring grown up adult life that we saw at a Crate & Barrel? Because once we do get there, we’re stuck for a long time. The novelty’s going to wear off, we’re going to get married and have babies, and everything will be amazing but don’t think for a second that you won’t be nostalgic for this time. Don’t think for a second that you’re not going to miss those nights you spent putting on your make up, changing five million times, drinking wine, smoking cigarettes out your apartment window, and going to some silly party, a party that feels like all the others you’ve been to but still has the right to feel special. You will miss all of this. This is a luxury. It’s going to leave us eventually so you better freaking enjoy it. You better enjoy every lame ass party, every awkward kiss, every 5 AM hangover, every drug experience, every crappy apartment, because one day it will all be gone and you’ll just be left with the pictures and the bruises and nothing else. Youth is fu**ing magic. Don’t you get it? Look at your skin! Touch it. Look at your smooth legs and stomach. Grab it. When you’re older, you’ll want all of this again so bad. You’ll possibly spend so much money to get some semblance of it back. Now it’s yours for free.

We’re not stuck. Even if it feels like we are, it’s not true. We’re the opposite of stuck. As twentysomethings, we’re constantly moving — apartments, relationship, cities, jobs. Anything is possible. People are ready for you. They want to hear what you have to say. They look at you and are curious about what words are going to come out of your mouth. You’re the new generation. What do you have to say? Don’t bite your tongue. One day you’ll be pushed aside for a younger “fresher” perspective so you better get it out now. Make a mark. Make a stain. Make something.

(Source: thatluciegirl)

after living in LA—> TRUTH

after living in LA—> TRUTH

(Source: blackinwhitesociety, via hipstergypsy)

If you end up with a boring miserable life because you listened to your mom, your dad, your teacher, your priest, or some guy on television telling you how to do your shit, then you deserve it.
— Frank Zappa (via 27-0)

(Source: vanished, via escapethemasses)

You are, after all, what you think. Your emotions are the slaves to your thoughts, and you are the slave to your emotions.
— Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat, Pray, Love (via ventriloquistic)
It is always the false that makes you suffer, the false desires and fears, the false values and ideas, the false relationships between people. Abandon the false and you are free of pain; truth makes happy, truth liberates.
— Nisargadatta Maharaj (via ventriloquistic)
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