what will you build?
what will you build?
wow
(via painted-identities)
ny watercolor
(via painted-identities)
The moment you know your real being, you are afraid of nothing. Death gives freedom and power. To be free in the world, you must die to the world. Then the universe is your own, it becomes your body, an expression and a tool.
–
Sri Nisargadatta Maharaj (via lazyyogi)
i always forget these things
‘gemini remembering they need to get something just after they lay down for bed’
this reminds me so much of a gemini i know
(Source: shannonmari623)
Live Journal
I’ve been trying to log back into my old live journal account and it’s been so long that I’m pretty sure they deleted it. I really hope they didn’t delete it. I mean isn’t that the point of a journal? So you can look back years later and read what kind of person you were? well if i can’t find it, im either gonna start blogging on here or just start a new one there. I dont really want to have a lot of followers like twitter, fb, or even tumblr. But i do appreciate trustworthy friends that like to read about my bullshit. haha.
todayyy. i went to kundalini yoga, which is a lot of heavy breathing and mantras. I really like it. I wonder if it’s because of the class that i’m all productive. We’ll see.. I am also called a few places so I can finally start training to jump horses so that when i go to SCAD i can try out for the equestrian team. anddd i got another job. I’ve been working at this store called Amanoarte where we work with indigenous women who hand make their clothes at really low prices..it’s a social project but I’m sure in the future I’ll explain it better. Gonna clean today becuase it looks like I have a very busy week ahead of meee. Oh yeah my new job is at this tobacco store. We have EVERYTHING. it’s gonna be a hit.
much love,
Shalom
so yall niggas ain’t fuckin with this cake i baked
I made this cake with real vanilla beans I had flown in from Madagascar.
It’s filled with the juice of pomegranates I pressed myself.
This cake is 70% cocoa.
But you don’t want none.
Oh, ok.
lool
bahaha
(Source: fuckyeahtune, via pandarican)
Dear Santa,
I know I always ask for a lot. But I think that this year I really deserve something nice. Something really nice. And since I’m a big girl with two real jobs and a bank account and credit cards and whatnot, I can buy all my own shoes and jackets and nutribullets.
But Santa, there is something that I, on my own am incapable (and somewhat reluctant) to find. And that is someone like Thor (or Chris Hemsworth acting as…blahblah unimportant details) and loves me thoroughly, and wants to live in a cabin in the forest with me, and chops wood (preferably topless) for our open fireplace while i make dinner. I would also like him to be witty, knowledgeable, moral and full of integrity. If he finds all my weird ways utterly adorable - well, Santa, I couldn’t ask for more.
Thanks.
- And dear fellow girl tumblrs, this is also a gift to you. feast your eyes.
No lie, I asked Alex the other night if he could find you a “Thor”.
I don’t know where they are. Norway?
perfection
(Source: old-vibrathor, via pandarican)
