Submit...anything, I guess.
Damn, it is a pretty day.
I think I'll go climb a tree, or something.
Self-righteous advice never helped anybody.
If you see someone who needs help, don’t tell them how you dealt with the same problem they were going through, because you didn’t. Don’t tell them you know exactly the thing to cure them, because you don’t.
Don’t try to build yourself up in the midst of someone’s ruin. And don’t pat people on the back, that never helps.
Angst
is the result of an inability to recognize the beauty around you.
Go outside. Look up at the stars. Roll around in the dewy grass and cry because you’re so happy to be a part of this world.
One of my most favore pictures ever taken. My friends Devon and Les in an abandoned pool.
“And you know, the fact is, nobody knew that they were prosthetic legs. They were the star of the show - these wooden boots peeking out from under this raffia dress - but in fact, they were actually legs made for me.”
Aimee Mullins, on her look in the Alexander McQueen S/S 1999 show.
(via psychedelicately)
