Steph, 23. Brooklyn. Anthropologist. Equal parts beast and mermaid. Gryffindor. INFJ. Hobbies include overstepping boundaries and paying tribute to my roots.
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Messed up sleep schedule might actually be okay #breakfast #eggs #avocado #uglyjuice #arugala #tomate

Messed up sleep schedule might actually be okay #breakfast #eggs #avocado #uglyjuice #arugala #tomate

Uh best #Tuesday pretty much ever even though the #ramenpizza was too strange

Uh best #Tuesday pretty much ever even though the #ramenpizza was too strange

"I got our feet in them." - @scissorsface #ramenpizza #hearts #shrug #pizza #ramen #strangefood

"I got our feet in them." - @scissorsface #ramenpizza #hearts #shrug #pizza #ramen #strangefood

I miss march #tbt #california drive to #bigsur #pacificcoast #pitstop #beautiful #ocean (at Big Sur Coast)

I miss march #tbt #california drive to #bigsur #pacificcoast #pitstop #beautiful #ocean (at Big Sur Coast)

#childhood #wedidit finally beat #crashbash #success #weekendgoals #happyanniverary @scissorsface

#childhood #wedidit finally beat #crashbash #success #weekendgoals #happyanniverary @scissorsface

And I forget so often that self-esteem is an ongoing and sometimes daily project at certain points in your life.

And I forget so often that self-esteem is an ongoing and sometimes daily project at certain points in your life.

(Source: picsandquotes, via agentlewoman)

Anonymous asked: Wait wait wait what made you hate dexter :(

raptorific:

It spent eight seasons building to the most self-indulgent, plot hole-ridden, morally reprehensible, unsatisfying, insulting, contrived train-wreck of a finale in the history of television. A three-hour clipshow would have been a more satisfying Dexter finale. A rerun of Nurse Jackie would have been a more satisfying Dexter finale. The real Dexter finale was so testicle-punchingly bad that it actually left me unable to watch the earlier seasons, because they were impossible to enjoy once I knew where they ended up. When How I Met Your Mother had their allergy attack of a finale, every member of my family who I talked to about it independently asked me “but was it Dexter bad?” and the answer was a resounding “nothing will ever come close.” 

nevver:

Possession is nine tenths of the law, Emma Kisiel

ryanpatricks:

Last day to download my book for FREE!

It’s essentially like Charlotte’s Web but with lots of dick jokes. Go get it!

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The Wind Rises (2013)

The Wind Rises (2013)

(Source: totoros, via librarysciences)

To my favorite face ever.  #Waefer was the sweetest last night. I wasn’t able to comprehend. She was looking at me with the biggest, most worried face when I wasn’t feeling well yesterday. As soon as she could tell I was okay again, she proceeded with kisses. #crazydoglady #papillon #puppylove

To my favorite face ever. #Waefer was the sweetest last night. I wasn’t able to comprehend. She was looking at me with the biggest, most worried face when I wasn’t feeling well yesterday. As soon as she could tell I was okay again, she proceeded with kisses. #crazydoglady #papillon #puppylove

explore-blog:

To be revisited regularly as hygiene for the soul: How to Find Fulfilling Work

explore-blog:

To be revisited regularly as hygiene for the soul: How to Find Fulfilling Work

A book is a huge cemetery in which on the majority of the tombs the names are effaced and can no longer be read. Sometimes on the other hand we remember a name well enough but do not know whether anything of the individual who bore it survives in our pages.

Marcel Proust, Time Regained

Perhaps why people want to write a book.

tomka:

Edward Hopper
"Nighthawks"
1942

All I want to do is stay up all night like before and decide to go to a diner at 4:30am to plan our far futures.

tomka:

Edward Hopper

"Nighthawks"

1942

All I want to do is stay up all night like before and decide to go to a diner at 4:30am to plan our far futures.

Love is a striking example of how little reality means to us.

— Marcel Proust (via volaream)