I didn’t just wake up one day and lose my mind. I got tired of the same stuff. I got tired of the compromising. I got tired of racism, sexism, ageism…So I got out.Lauryn Hill (via womanwholovestruth)
♪ The dream of the 90’s is alive in Portland ♪
Kind of obsessed with the amount of laughs I’ve had over Fred Armisen and Carrie Brownstein these past two weeks while watching Portlandia.
Look at the sky: that is for you. Look at each person’s face as you pass on the street: those faces are for you. And the street itself, and the ground under the street, and the ball of fire underneath the ground: all these things are for you. They are as much for you as they are for other people. Remember this when you wake up in the morning and think you have nothing.Miranda July, No One Belongs Here More Than You (via paradoxicalsentiments)
Their hands parted like passing ships.6-Word Story #93 (via writingsforwinter)
Feeling like you’re wanted is the most extraordinary, wonderful, and fulfilling emotion to me. To lack that emotion is quite depressing.