something about the colour blue

holy craaaaaap

okay, I’m finally feeling something! swarms of butterflies in my belly. phew. what a sensation! HERE GOES NOTHING

i embark on my adventure tomorrow. first stop Seattle via bus. long flight (layover in Philadelphia) to Barcelona. long layover in the city. another plane, another bus, then i arrive at my home for the next month : Marbella, Spain. it still has yet to sink in. my belongings have yet to be packed, though they’re organized neatly, waiting to nestle in to my suitcase. my thoughts are another story, though. those scoundrels have tucked themselves away into some nook of my brain that i can’t reach. i don’t feel anything right now. i haven’t for the past couple weeks. i assume i’m supposed to feel fear. or excitement. but i don’t feel a single thing. i hope this lack of feeling doesn’t manifest itself into a meltdown at the airport. ah! that would make for a funny story, though.

who knows what will happen? the freedom to expect nothing or everything or both may be why i’m absent of emotions. the calm is kind of nice.

the birth of venus

(Source: pretty-guardians)

↵ Originally from pretty-guardians

↵ Reblogged from andisen

No Great Illusion: At Last

nogreatillusion:

Ben makes hash in his cast iron skillet - potatoes and bacon and onions, and I can smell it cooking from the bedroom. I pad into the kitchen in my bare feet and button down shirt, make toast and spread it with caramel apple butter. I garnish our plates with fresh strawberries and pour us pineapple-orange mimosas. We eat on the sofa with our legs curled underneath us.

If you were to peer into our lives with the strongest set of binoculars and a polaroid camera, these are the snapshots you would keep, the things that stick: Ben coming home with yellow lilies in hand, the way he steals the coconut shampoo suds from my hair and rubs it into his own, how we make the bed together, tucking in the sheets just so, tackling the changing of the duvet cover as a team.

He has been teaching me patience with myself. I have been teaching him patience with inanimate objects. We study the shelves in Manhattan bookstores. We hum along with the ice cream truck’s tinkling song. We watch the police lights on the ceiling at night. We point out the best dogs on the street. He lifts my laundry bag - the one I used to drag on a cumbersome cart - with one arm. With the other, he holds my hand.

The sidewalks of Brooklyn are lined with white flowering trees that smell like old semen. This, too, is lovely and funny and ridiculous, like us. “We have a dream life,” Ben says to me. And I say, with all sincerity, “Yeah, we do.”

love it, love this.

↵ Reblogged from nogreatillusion

are we just going to ignore the fact that the king of sweden is fucking hilarious

zohbugg:

vanehwasreal:

timelord-and-fishcustard:

vanehwasreal:

i mean what

what the fuck

gustav no

stop it

gustav please

yOU MADE MY POST BETTER

SO PROUD TO BE SWEDISH

↵ Originally from vanehwasreal

↵ Reblogged from zohbugg

↵ Originally from nevver

↵ Reblogged from cothurnal

lapetitecole:

by Larry Towell

Dust Storm, Durango Colony, Durango, Mexico, 1994

(Source: luzfosca)

↵ Originally from luzfosca

↵ Reblogged from goodmemory

mikelernerphotography:

My Wife’s Fight With Breast Cancer
one of the saddest and most beautiful photo essays I’ve ever seen

I don’t think I could ever be this open photographically showing my wife slowly dying. I couldn’t do it, but this is beautiful.

(Source: algernoncadwallader)

↵ Originally from algernoncadwallader

↵ Reblogged from eastofelectric

butterpaws:

butterpaws:

butterpaws:

hey guys!! in honour of my recent milestone of 200 followers (it’s a big deal for me, shut up) I’m doing a little art giveaway~

the winner will receive 1 single character cellshaded CG like the samples (more on my tumblr). if there are less than 200 notes, it will be a half or 3/4 body, but if there are more I’ll spring for fullbody!

if shit gets crazy there will be another upgrade as well c:

RULES ;

reblog/like as many times as you want, idrc. reblogs count as two entries, while likes only count as one!

no giveaway blogs please! that’s super lame

you don’t need to be following me, but hey, I know this lil lady would really appreciate it if you were winkwink

I will draw absolutely anything, other than smut! you, your character, your fantroll, your dog, your genetically superior robo-clone…

don’t delete this text if you reblog??

I’ll be choosing somebody at random and sending them an ask to let them know they’ve won.

this giveaway will end when the month does! Sunday, March 31st at 11:59pm PST. winner will be notified by Tuesday, and announced on my blog.

as an aside, for those of you who have luck as poor as mine, my commissions are currently open!

thanks for your support guys!! you’re a pretty cool bunch, yaknow. good luck to each and every one of ya!

THIS ENDS TOMORROW NIGHT!!! get yo reblog on!