Since the age of nine, I have felt an unbearable heaviness in my soul, an unpronounceable ache for a different time and place. I feel for things that have nothing to do with me, for budding flowers caught in the rain, for petals lost to the wind. I know what the earth must feel like, the way it serves as both the coffin and the womb for new life. I feel its heavy, heavy weight of loss, as if with every passing year I am both ending and beginning. Perhaps this is what growing up is, and perhaps some of us must die, over and over, before we are born again. Since the age of nine, I have been buried beneath my soul, and I believe I am beginning to bud again, like a strange flower grown from its own decay. I am in bloom, I have always been in bloom, and I am now just learning my own name.

In Bloom ||  Maza-Dohta   (via maza-dohta)

untitled . brooklyn, ny . 2014

Don’t let yourself feel worthless: often through life you will really be at your worst when you seem to think best of yourself; and don’t worry about losing your “personality,” as you persist in calling it: at fifteen you had the radiance of early morning, at twenty you will begin to have the melancholy brilliance of the moon, and when you are my age you will give out, as I do, the genial golden warmth of 4 p.m.

F. Scott Fitzgerald, This Side of Paradise (via quotethat)

Today in News History: On Sept. 23, 1957, nine black students who had entered Little Rock Central High School in Arkansas were forced to withdraw because of a white mob outside.

L. Alex Wilson, editor of the African-American newspaper Tri-State Defender (Memphis, Tenn.), traveled to Little Rock to cover the standoff over racial integration in public schools. Wilson was kicked repeatedly and choked by the mob while on assignment. He, along with an estimated 40 to 100 reporters, remained as a witness to the Little Rock protests despite the violence he faced. Explore other milestones of the civil rights movement in the Newseum’s Civil Rights at 50 exhibit. 

Source: Newseum collection

Photo credit: Will Counts/Arkansas Democrat

If we discovered tomorrow that there was an asteroid on a collision course with Earth, and - because physics is a fairly simple science - we were able to calculate that it was going to hit Earth on 3 June 2072, and we knew that its impact was going to wipe out 70 per cent of all life on Earth, governments worldwide would marshal the entire planet into unprecedented action. Every scientist, engineer, university and business would be enlisted: half to find a way of stopping it, the other half to find a way for our species to survive and rebuild if the first option proved unsuccessful. We are in almost precisely that situation now, except that there isn't a specific date and there isn't an asteroid. The problem is us. - Stephen Emmott, 10 BILLION

Doll with skeleton by Crafty Dogma on Flickr.

goodbye sweet berlin. I thought I'd show one of your uglier sides, since it's so beautiful.

two friends of mine covering Vance Joy's Riptide. it's very beautiful!

by the way, find the redhead >>here<<

my neighbours keep having sex really loud, and I really just want them to stop. or close the window. or maybe just chill with a beer? i'd say by universal law they owe me one by now.

by Emily Bem 

he's pretty hot.

i love twin peaks. the deprivation of not being able to keep watching is.. unimaginable.

witchesandslippersandhoods:

Tim Walker Vogue Italia 2007

Knight in shining pink armour