A few of my favorite things...

art.travel.music.outdoors.
"I didn't know, don't know, about the in-between bits; the gory bits of you, and the gory bits of me." - Like Crazy 

(Source: alwaystheocean, via storkandowl)

jus-ideas:

I am reblogging this because Michelle would love this.

AM I RIGHT, MICHELLE?

It’s pretty amazing, Jus! Also, if you’re not watching Broad City, you should be.

(Source: scarerants)

Even our concepts about romantic love, I think, are destructive; treating people as property is destructive; being jealous of other people is destructive. You know, being jealous is a perfectly natural thing to feel, so it’s not about suppressing jealousy, but learning to come to terms with it and to recognize its destructiveness and then to transform it.

—Jeff Mangum (via theunquotables)

(via onlocusts)

I realized it had been a while since I updated this guy… and now here we are. It’s April… I’ve been in NY for almost a year now and I’m pretty damn happy about that. The past couple months have had a few friend visits, an underwear run, the hint of spring, and lots of firsts. 

I’ll be heading to Phoenix again next week for the Phoenix Red Dress Run. I’ll just be going for the long weekend and it will be filled with hash activities, but I’m excited nonetheless. 

I also signed up for the Beat the Blerch Half Marathon that’s being put on by The Oatmeal in September. 

This past year has been a crazy adventure, but I’m even more excited about my 29th year. I plan on riding a wave of awesome straight into my 30s. 

iheartchaos:

Afternoon jams: Chromeo “Sexy Socialite”

The spirit of Rick James is alive and well in Chromeo.

nebulasnovasandnightsky:

look if you unironically say ‘money can’t buy happiness’ then either you’ve never faced a real financial struggle or you’ve achieved enlightenment, because goddamn does financial security feel an awful lot like happiness when it’s something you’re not used to

(via pissyeti)

Let me tell you what I do know: I am more than one thing, and not all of those things are good. The truth is complicated. It’s two-toned, multi-vocal, bittersweet. I used to think that if I dug deep enough to discover something sad and ugly, I’d know it was something true. Now I’m trying to dig deeper. I didn’t want to write these pages until there were no hard feelings, no sharp ones. I do not have that luxury. I am sad and angry and I want everyone to be alive again. I want more landmarks, less landmines. I want to be grateful but I’m having a hard time with it.

—Richard Silken (via aplethoraofquotations)

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