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aunteeblazer:

NYC artist Judith Braun creates enormous symmetrical wall paintings using nothing but black paint and her fingers.

o m g

hermahoganysoul:

someday-itwillbeokay:

yunzi:

A bus stop with swings

Except the truth is even better. This is in montreal and every summer they put up a series of musical swings. If you look in the background you can see more people swinging away.

Each swing is a set of four and has its own unique sound, but if you are in perfect harmony with the other 3 seats then an actual song is played. The theory is that you communicate and interact with people more if it’s for a specific goal and if you’re having fun

omfg this needs to be everywhere

Moving to Canada.

burgrs:

how dare u ignore me after ive made 0 attempts at talking to u

theinfinitelysadgirl:

 

abigaillx:

the actual, physical ache you feel in your chest and in your bones when you’re so sad is fucking awful.

so-relatable-blog:

Teen? You should definitely check out this blog!

tweezing:

the worst part about mental illness is that everyone eventually gets sick of your problem and stops caring about it completely

d3ssins:

I was told

The average girl begins to plan her wedding at the age of 7

She picks the colors and the cake first

 

By the age of 10 

She knows time,

And location

 

By 17 

She’s already chosen a gown

 2 bridesmaids

And a maid of honor

 

By 23 

She’s waiting for a man

Who wont break out in hives when he hears the word “commitment”

Someone who doesn’t smell like a Band-Aid drenched in lonely  

Someone who isn’t a temporary solution to the empty side of the bed

Someone

Who’ll hold her hand like it’s the only one they’ve ever seen

 

To be honest

I don’t know what kind of tux I’ll be wearing  

I have no clue what want my wedding will look like

 

But I imagine

The women who pins my last to hers

Will butterfly down the aisle

Like a 5 foot promise

 

I imagine

Her smile

Will be so large that you’ll see it on google maps

And know exactly where our wedding is being held

 

The woman that I plan to marry

Will have champagne in her walk

And I will get drunk on her footsteps

 

When the pastor asks

If I take this woman to be my wife

I will say yes before he finishes the sentence

I’ll apologize later for being impolite

But I will also explain him

That our first kiss happened 6 years ago

And I’ve been practicing my “Yes”

For past 2, 165 days

 

When people ask me about my wedding

I never really know what to say

But when they ask me about my future wife

I always tell them

Her eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long

I say

She thinks too much

Misses her father

Loves to laugh

And she’s terrible at lying

Because her face never figured out how to do it correctly

 

I tell them

If my alarm clock sounded like her voice

My snooze button would collect dust 

I tell them

If she came in a bottle

I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys

If she was a book

I would memorize her table of contents

I would read her cover-to-cover

Hoping to find typos

Just so we can both have a few things to work on

 

 

Because aren’t we all unfinished?

Don’t we all need a little editing?

Aren’t we all waiting to be proofread by someone?

Aren’t we all praying they will tell us that we make sense 

She don’t always make sense

But her imperfections are the things I love about her the most

 

I don’t know when I will be married

I don’t know where I will be married

But I do know this

 

Whenever I’m asked about my future wife

I always say

 

…She’s a lot like you

 

A lot like you - Rudy Francisco

am I the only one that thinks “I love you.” & “I’m in love with you.” are two totally different things