I'm tasha. You probably won't want to know me because I'm a shitty person with a shitty blog and a shitty personality. but welcome here anyways.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
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It’s been 36 hours since I got home and I already hate it. I feel awful, anxious, mad, and all I want to do is break things. I can’t be here all summer or I will legitimately die. It’s almost as bad as last summer, which arguably was the worst 3 months of my entire life. I hate being here. I miss Hampshire. I miss not having to hide myself. I miss being free to come and go as I please. I miss feeling able. I miss home.
My science teacher wrote this poem when he was in grade 9, which was 1985.
When you read it from a relationship perspective, it means that she didn’t like him, she liked someone else.
When you read it from Science’s perspective, “he” would be the Earth, and it explains how eclipse works.
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A Tree Grows in Brooklyn; Betty Smith (via wizlaqueefa)
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A psychologist walked around a room while teaching stress management to an audience. As she raised a glass of water, everyone expected they’d be asked the “half empty or half full” question. Instead, with a smile on her face, she inquired: “How heavy is this glass of water?”
Answers called out ranged from 8 oz. to 20 oz.
She replied, “The absolute weight doesn’t matter. It depends on how long I hold it. If I hold it for a minute, it’s not a problem. If I hold it for an hour, I’ll have an ache in my arm. If I hold it for a day, my arm will feel numb and paralyzed. In each case, the weight of the glass doesn’t change, but the longer I hold it, the heavier it becomes.” She continued, “The stresses and worries in life are like that glass of water. Think about them for a while and nothing happens. Think about them a bit longer and they begin to hurt. And if you think about them all day long, you will feel paralyzed – incapable of doing anything.”
It’s important to remember to let go of your stresses. As early in the evening as you can, put all your burdens down. Don’t carry them through the evening and into the night. Remember to put the glass down!I think this just changed my life.
Construction Place, 2013. Gouache on paper, 203 x 306 cm.
Light Play, 2013. Gouache on paper, 150 x 212 cm.
Now all other cotton candy is just boring.
ARE YOU FUCKIGN KIDDING ME
WHAT .,.,
8: hmmm I think south park. I don’t know hahaha
9: I don’t really like movies. but I guess donnie darko. or pulp fiction. haha
10: I have too many…. if the brakeman turns my way - bright eyes, martha - tom waits, shallow days - counting crows… TOO MANY
11:ermmm everyone I follow. and everyone who follows me. those are my faaaaves :)
12: already answered maaaan
13: I seriously can’t pick just one. so like every really great memory is my favorite I guess….everything at hampshire hahaah
14: 1984…even though it freaks me the fuck out
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2: hahha kind of…. I mean yeah, but not like heroin
3: yes.
12: jesus I can’t just pick one…. bright eyes, modest mouse, counting crows, tom waits they’re all great omg
42: not really.
well then, you are a kind person.
that’s kind of you to say