oh my god. they email you your password if you forget it, y’all.
a new reason to celebrate: we’ve found our favorite striped straws in august’s color of the month. cheers! (Taken with instagram)
Kate Spade can hang. girls got mad straw game.
Marilyn Monroe in ‘Some Like it Hot’, 1959. (gif)
this line popping up on tumblr days after I’d tweeted it… story of my life.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
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| — | Louise Erdrich (The Painted Drum) |
“Oh you pretty thing!” My hair has officially become a separate entity from my being and does as it pleases. Hangs halfway down my back, completely asinine. I got new headphones so I’ve just been sitting, sleepy, in my kitchen, in my filthy work clothes, with my white trash nail jobby, enjoying headphones.
nail blog. it counts.
