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fernsandmoss:

Lucienne Bloch, Frida biting her necklace, New York, 1933
“We went to a Spanish restaurant and had a kind of strong stuff like Vodka which one drinks with lemon and salt. We acted most crazy. It was a fine afternoon and cheered Frida up.”

fernsandmoss:

Lucienne Bloch, Frida biting her necklace, New York, 1933

“We went to a Spanish restaurant and had a kind of strong stuff like Vodka which one drinks with lemon and salt. We acted most crazy. It was a fine afternoon and cheered Frida up.”

I love those mornings when you wake to darkness and no one is asking anything of you. You’re under no pressure to exist. This is something of which I am in constant need.

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erikpetrieartwork:

Charing cross, Glasgow: 10.09.2014

erikpetrieartwork:

Charing cross, Glasgow: 10.09.2014

milliebot:

Part 6/Vintage Book Haul

milliebot:

Part 6/Vintage Book Haul

(however, all the things I was worrying about, about feeling crappy when I got back to Scotland turned out to be ok. I feel ok. The bad things are definitely still there but now I’m home I’ve gotten used to the idea of having to face up to them, rather than just dreading coming home to all these problems. It’ll be ok. Eventually.)

Trying to get back to normal (still super post-holiday, my-life-is-insane tired) and back to uni today. BUT I CAN’T CONCENTRATE. How dare they put the referendum two weeks into term time. It’s way too exciting and nerve-wracking and totally distracting.

Trying to get back to normal (still super post-holiday, my-life-is-insane tired) and back to uni today. BUT I CAN’T CONCENTRATE. How dare they put the referendum two weeks into term time. It’s way too exciting and nerve-wracking and totally distracting.

Aye!

Aye!

Going home today. I’m not ready!

Going home today. I’m not ready!

I feel like total balls right now and I’m just praying, begging, hoping that it’s just an off day and when I arrive in Scotland I’ll be right as rain.

Oh I wish I could crush these bad thoughts. Paired with whiny mosquitoes they’re pretty awful late night company.

It’s my last day in France and I’m feeling so sad and bummed out. I don’t want to go back to how my life in Glasgow at the moment.

Siiiiiigh. Please chat to me and cheer me up!
sleep: what is the most comforting thing at night time for you?
visitor: what creature visits your dreams most often?
chimes: what sounds are your favorite?
times: when do you normally awaken?
marking: describe your tattoos,or tattoos you would like in the future?
reverie: think of somewhere otherworldly u wish to be within, what is it like there?
warmth: what do you find most charming in others?
treat: your favorite sweets ?
nestle: your most precious plush toy?
posy: your favorite herbs?
stories: books you remember from your childhood?
folk: who is the most fantastical being u have known?
elder: what do u expect to be like in your elder years?
home: in what type of environment do you feel most safe?
finds: what kind of item would you most likely buy from an antique store?
offering: how do you show others you are fond of them?
lore: if your life were a tale, how do u expect it would end??
Gimme a freezing cold glass of dry rosé on a hot summer day.

Gimme a freezing cold glass of dry rosé on a hot summer day.

(Source: chasing-equilibrium)