there’s just something about knowing someone’s favorite things that fills up your heart
like when you find out their favorite color, and suddenly clothes, pieces, objects of nature of that color are all you see,
or when you know their favorite song, you find yourself analyzing every word of the lyrics to find yourself in there,
or, their favorite movie
or favorite book
or quote
or photograph
and slowly somewhere in between they become your favorite person,
and you cannot help but hope it goesÂ
both ways
favorites by @emotionsarecrazy (via emotionsarecrazy)
i was babysitting a little boy and girl once and the boy asked me if i had a boyfriend and i said “no!! but i have a girlfriend!” and he said “like a friend thats a girl?” and i said “no like a boyfriend but they’re a girl instead of a boy! we still do couple things but we’re just both girls” and he said, without missing a beat, “oh ok! are you gonna marry her?”
like it’s literally that easy for kids to understand
Sometimes it is just as interesting to see how things are made than what is made. This is a pic I took of Van Gogh’s painting palette at the Chicago Institue. Amazing stuff.
Vincent Van Gogh used to eat yellow paint because he thought it would get the happiness inside him. Many people thought he was mad and stupid for doing so because the paint was toxic, never mind that it was obvious that eating paint couldn’t possibly have any direct correlation to one’s happiness, but I never saw that.
If you were so unhappy that even the maddest ideas could possibly work, like painting the walls of your internal organs yellow, then you are going to do it. It’s really no different than falling in love or taking drugs. There is a greater risk of getting your heart broken or overdosing, but people still do it everyday because there was always that chance it could make things better. Everyone has their yellow paint.
Alexandra Timmer
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