My Grandma With Missy And Max In The Late 1970s On Film By My Grandpa, Courtesy Of His Old Slide Collection

Freja Beha W Magazine (2006) ph. Michael Thompson

not to sound like a christian facebook mom but some of yall need to have grace in your hearts for the people in your lives or the people you pass once on the road and never see again like you literally need to stop assuming the worst of everyone and their intentions it is poisoning your brain. you can be careful and responsible without being a miserable person. it is possible i promise

You're just a mammal. Let yourself act like it. Your brain needs enrichment. Your body needs rest. You feel hunger and grow hair. You need to pack bond with other sentient things so you don't become unsocialized and neurotic. You are biologically inclined to seek dopamine and become sick when chronically stressed. "Hedonism" is made up to place moral value on taking pleasure in sensory experiences. I am telling you that if you don't let yourself be a fucking mammal, as you were made, you will suffer and go insane. No grindset no diets no trying to be above your drive for connection. Pursue what makes you feel good and practice radial rejection of the constructs meant to turn you into a machine. You're a mammal.

you've heard of “I love this hobby why am I putting it off”, now get ready for “I love my friends why am I avoiding them”

The Fireflies

— by Henri Camille Danger

Boris Postnikov - Dream (1976)

if my father sees this, you'll have to marry me

Rue De Paris, Jour De Pluie (1877) by Gustave Caillebotte