bridgemcgidge:

shercockandmycrotch:

everyone needs a waving snail on their blog

i feel that if I scroll past this and don’t reblog it the snail is going to look to the ground and cry

that comment

im sold

gotta do it now

it’s like the amount of blankets I use, even in the summer

larmoyante:

Vitamin D. Sunlight. Go

outside. Get a good night

of sleep. Not too good.

Not shades drawn forever
good. Not like you used to.

Open the windows.

Buy more houseplants.
Breathe. Meditate. (One day,

you will no longer be

afraid of being alone
with your thoughts.)

Exercise. Actually exercise

instead of just googling it.
Eat well. Cook for yourself.

Organize your closet, the

garage. Drink plenty of water
and repeat after me:

I am not a problem

to be solved. Repeat after me:
I am worthy I am worthy I am

neither the mistake nor 

the punishment. Forget to take
vitamins. Let the houseplant die.

Eat spoonfuls of peanut butter.

Shave your head. Forget
this poem. It doesn’t matter—

there is no wrong way

to remember the grace of your
own body; no choice

that can unmake itself.

There is only now, here,
look: you are already

forgiven.

by Sierra DeMulder

tryllt:

“you hold your own hand and remember that depth is the greatest of heights and if you know where you stand then you know where to land and if you fall it won’t matter cause you’ll know that you’re right”

folhadespaulo:

Fantasiada, menina interage com cangurus em parque na Austrália; veja mais fotos: http://folha.com/131372 (Foto: Carters News/The Grosby Group)

bullterrierlove:

just throw that ball, will you? by julasek on Flickr.

sarahseeandersen:

The internal monologue that goes on whenever I cave to junk food. T_T

estuary:

Because before the start began, I always saw the end

flowersgardenlove:

PicsVisit: Columbine Flowers Garden Love