It’s a terrible thing, I think, in life to wait until you’re ready. I have this feeling now that actually no one is ever ready to do anything. There is almost no such thing as ready. There is only now. And you may as well do it now. Generally speaking, now is as good a time as any. Hugh Laurie (via godmoves) Saturday Jul 7 @ 09:05pm
Saturday Jul 7 @ 09:04pm

herestogreg:

whitemagebecky:

I can never get enough of this

peterpangotswag
…. is that you?

HAHA. Hahahahaha. Yes. Yes it is.

Saturday Jul 7 @ 07:37pm

I’ve always wanted to know what others think about when their mask deteriorates by an overcast of stress and anxiety. Do they deal with it personally? Do they let it slide? Do they mask that mask with another one and hope to God that no one else will notice? Do they even care about masks in the first place? Now I wonder, if people were to have their masks diminish right at the sight of them, would anyone ordinary care to see them more clear than they did before. Maybe somehow thankful by the existence behind it with all of its life and breath…or will they quiver at the sight of all its vulnerability, take advantage, or simply turn away.

Like the smell of fear, a tiger will charge and rip its prey apart. Like the scent of anguish, people will sway on the ribs of the less resilient.

Saturday Jul 7 @ 07:34pm
humansofnewyork:

"She was filled with regret before she died. She felt like she’d failed us as a mother tremendously.""Did she say something to you about it?""She never said anything, so I don’t have any tangible proof that she had regrets. But she had a very bad substance abuse problem. And I know she always wanted to be a good mother. So I separate my mom from her disease. I always imagine that my mom and an alcoholic were living in the same body. And I know that my mom loved us. And that she hated the alcoholic."

humansofnewyork:

"She was filled with regret before she died. She felt like she’d failed us as a mother tremendously."
"Did she say something to you about it?"
"She never said anything, so I don’t have any tangible proof that she had regrets. But she had a very bad substance abuse problem. And I know she always wanted to be a good mother. So I separate my mom from her disease. I always imagine that my mom and an alcoholic were living in the same body. And I know that my mom loved us. And that she hated the alcoholic."

Wednesday Jul 7 @ 06:47pm
Tuesday Jul 7 @ 08:13am

Saturday Jul 7 @ 03:37pm

emanuelco:

morning haze over south beach from a fire in the everglades.

Saturday Jul 7 @ 03:32pm
Saturday Jul 7 @ 03:29pm
Saturday Jul 7 @ 03:28pm
12,897 plays

Amazing.

Sunday Jul 7 @ 11:13pm

bobbycaputo:

Newburgh Brewing Company | Newburgh, NY

How lovely.

Saturday Jul 7 @ 08:43pm
malformalady:

A lady collecting rainwater in West Bengal, India, in 2012
Photo credit: Prasanta Biswas

malformalady:

A lady collecting rainwater in West Bengal, India, in 2012

Photo credit: Prasanta Biswas

Saturday Jul 7 @ 08:41pm
Saturday Jul 7 @ 07:28pm
Trippy.

Trippy.

Saturday Jul 7 @ 07:13pm
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