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Ata Kandó, Dream in the Forest, 1957
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Brendan George Koproof of existence
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"The art of being happy lies on the power of finding happiness in ordinary things. Life doesn’t force us to be the best, it only asks that we should try."
(via illuminanticolori)
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Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
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dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
shitpostmemeboy:

dogmemes:

hoodbypussy:

Évolution inversée

he looked old for 14

“It took me four years to paint like Raphael, but a lifetime to paint like a child.”― Pablo Picasso
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"Yesterday, I spent 60 dollars on groceries,
took the bus home,
carried both bags with two good arms back to my studio apartment
and cooked myself dinner.
You and I may have different definitions of a good day.
This week, I paid my rent and my credit card bill,
worked 60 hours between my two jobs,
only saw the sun on my cigarette breaks
and slept like a rock.
Flossed in the morning,
locked my door,
and remembered to buy eggs.
My mother is proud of me.
It is not the kind of pride she brags about at the golf course.
She doesn’t combat topics like, ”My daughter got into Yale”
with, ”Oh yeah, my daughter remembered to buy eggs”
But she is proud.
See, she remembers what came before this.
The weeks where I forgot how to use my muscles,
how I would stay as silent as a thick fog for weeks.
She thought each phone call from an unknown number was the notice of my suicide.
These were the bad days.
My life was a gift that I wanted to return.
My head was a house of leaking faucets and burnt-out lightbulbs.
Depression, is a good lover.
So attentive; has this innate way of making everything about you.
And it is easy to forget that your bedroom is not the world,
That the dark shadows your pain casts is not mood-lighting.
It is easier to stay in this abusive relationship than fix the problems it has created.
Today, I slept in until 10,
cleaned every dish I own,
fought with the bank,
took care of paperwork.
You and I might have different definitions of adulthood.
I don’t work for salary, I didn’t graduate from college,
but I don’t speak for others anymore,
and I don’t regret anything I can’t genuinely apologize for.
And my mother is proud of me.
I burned down a house of depression,
I painted over murals of greyscale,
and it was hard to rewrite my life into one I wanted to live
But today, I want to live.
I didn’t salivate over sharp knives,
or envy the boy who tossed himself off the Brooklyn bridge.
I just cleaned my bathroom,
did the laundry,
called my brother.
Told him, “it was a good day."
Kait Rokowski, “A Good Day” (via oofpoetry)
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untrustyou:

Alexander Gronsky
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japanesecontent:

山のあなたに (by isado)
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fat-old-sunn:

fuckyeahcuttlefish:

Cuttlefish off the coast of Japan, species unknown.

Ohhhh
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dogblessusa:

A female soldier who befriended a heroic bomb-hunting dog in Afghanistan tracked down her comrade and gave him a new home after the dog acquired PTSD from serving on the front lines.
Read the full story here.  
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"If you’re brave enough to say goodbye, life will reward you with a new hello."
Paulo Coelho   (via seulray)
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Klimt’s famous “kiss” on the walls of a devastated building in Syria
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