Suzanna Warrenn (Crazy Eyes), Orange is the New Black (via larmoyante)
Sometimes the feelings inside of me get messy like dirt. And I like to clean things. Pretend the dirt is the feelings. This floor is my mind. That is called coping.
U know how in winter it gets so cold and u think u will never be hot again and in summer it gets so hot u think u will never be cold again I think that is how it is with ur feelings like when u r sad u think u will never be happy and when u r happy u think u will never be sad. But u will be hot again and u will be cold again and u will be sad again but most of all u will be happy again
This is so relevant
The concept is bizarre, combining a building material from the time of Julius Caesar with a Jetsons aesthetic, but the approach has already worked before.
This newly-revived technique could provide low-cost housing for refugees and displaced people, and generally provide architects with a cost-effective way to explore convex construction.
Has it ever struck you … that life is all memory, except for the one present moment that goes by you so quickly you hardly catch it going? It’s really all memory … except for each passing moment.
Eric Kandel, “In Search of Memory: The Emergence of a New Science of Mind” (via neuromorphogenesis)
1980 Mercedes-Benz 280 TE by Zender
Where the fuck is Florida
Perhaps we’ll meet again when we’re better for each other.
Ten Word Poem #6 (via vfilthy)