coltre:

she come in my garden everyday and sit in front of me while I work on my sketchbook. she doesn’t want food, she just sit there looking at me. today I covered her in flower and we were both happy.

litoraneas:

Tristan

complajn:

Palo Alto (2014) dir. Gia Coppola

ellajazz:

"You know how to whistle, don’t you? You just put your lips together and blow." L. B

pixography:

Marci McDonald 

boobhurt:

And There Were Stars in Our Eyes

- Petra Collins 

Anonymous asked: what colleges?

Stanford, UC Berkley, UC Santa Barbara, University of Santa Clara, Pepperdine, UC Los Angeles 

Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen.
(Anne Lamott)
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