"I put my heart and soul into my work, and I have lost my mind in the process." 
— Vincent van Gogh
19th Sep 201408:4936,324 notes
~   And “bitch” is attacking women for their right to call you on it.  (via madgay)

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magic girls fallen stars

they are the cosmos come to rest in bodies of flesh and bone, with supernova eyes and black hole hearts, entire universes trapped inside. sometimes the stars leak through and worlds drip from their fingers like blood. they are careless destruction incarnate, all the secrets of space bound to earth in a form that can barely contain them, and even then not for long.

(via coloricioso)

Scotland in a fog. the weather seemed in a tizz on this day of political uncertainty (where are we going?) and it felt right to re-start my photo diary. 

my lungs feel free and airy because all the people i love seem to have really good things going on in their lives that they’re excited about and so the sky seemed vast and bright despite the veil of mist.

i really like waking up to bird sound outside my window instead of cars. i like my new flat. i like how the sea sounds louder at night. i like how even though this land isn’t wild wild, it is still beautiful, and i like that pigeons don’t seem afraid of people. i like this mabon drizzle. i like the passion in people that campaigned and voted for independence, they are agents of change and fearlessness, and the witch and the rose quartz potion and the feminine cave creature celebrate fearlessness.

Sam Amidon - Oh Death

this is a september song. drizzly, foggy gentle september plucking grey hairs and shaking off leaves, things starting to die when they’ve only just begun. also my friend played this last september one night and it was a silencing soul moment. sams broken voice does that. like devendra banhart says, it’s like finding hope in an old folk song that you’ve never, ever heard. hope or a sense of fire crackling timelessness.

Mountain Man - Play It Right - End Of The Road Festival 2012


14th Sep 201423:399,543 notes
~   Brene Brown (via liquid-diamonds-flowing)

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be the glow worm, the beetle, the seed and the smoke.

Opaque  by  andbamnan