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conflictingheart:

 Flowers, Love and Money by Rebecca Louise Law

Site-specific installations of an upside down garden with flowers hanging form the ceiling. 

(Source: f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s)

Be somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody.
– Kid President (via kvtes)

(Source: emtvacation, via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

Diane Les Becquets (via vodkaandvogue)

Seriously this

(via brightlywoundddd)

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skeptikhaleesi:

  • Abusers can do nice things for people they are not abusing.
  • Abusers can do nice things for people that they are abusing.
  • Abusers can otherwise seem like nice, caring, supportive people when they are not actively abusing someone.
  • It does not mean they’re not fucking abusers.

(via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

Changing the way we talk is not political correctness run amok. It reflects an admirable willingness to acknowledge others who once were barely visible to the dominant culture, and to recognize that something that may seem innocent to you may be painful to others.

David Plotz, Why Slate Will No Longer Refer to Washington’s NFL Team as the Redskins

This is the most important thing to understand: something that may seem innocent to you may be painful to others

(via howtofightloneliness)

(Source: dancingwithdiversity, via meepmeepmeep)

girldwarf:

danforth:

99percentinvisible:

A study in brand minimalism 

Jesus, I find the minimalized ones SO relaxing.

I looove all of the second to last ones. Still a touch of style and unique “branding,” but still very minimalist.

(via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

foulmouthedliberty:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

This was really an amazing and necessary thing to read right now.

foulmouthedliberty:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

This was really an amazing and necessary thing to read right now.

(via phoenixerika)

Doncha wish your girlfriend made cute otter pun valentines like me ((DONCHAAAAAH!)) #valentine #otter #pun #love #doodles #card #bragging

Doncha wish your girlfriend made cute otter pun valentines like me ((DONCHAAAAAH!)) #valentine #otter #pun #love #doodles #card #bragging

conflictingheart:

 Flowers, Love and Money by Rebecca Louise Law

Site-specific installations of an upside down garden with flowers hanging form the ceiling. 

(Source: f-l-e-u-r-d-e-l-y-s)

Be somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody.
– Kid President (via kvtes)

(Source: emtvacation, via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all.

Diane Les Becquets (via vodkaandvogue)

Seriously this

(via brightlywoundddd)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via caramichele)

skeptikhaleesi:

  • Abusers can do nice things for people they are not abusing.
  • Abusers can do nice things for people that they are abusing.
  • Abusers can otherwise seem like nice, caring, supportive people when they are not actively abusing someone.
  • It does not mean they’re not fucking abusers.

(via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

Changing the way we talk is not political correctness run amok. It reflects an admirable willingness to acknowledge others who once were barely visible to the dominant culture, and to recognize that something that may seem innocent to you may be painful to others.

David Plotz, Why Slate Will No Longer Refer to Washington’s NFL Team as the Redskins

This is the most important thing to understand: something that may seem innocent to you may be painful to others

(via howtofightloneliness)

(Source: dancingwithdiversity, via meepmeepmeep)

girldwarf:

danforth:

99percentinvisible:

A study in brand minimalism 

Jesus, I find the minimalized ones SO relaxing.

I looove all of the second to last ones. Still a touch of style and unique “branding,” but still very minimalist.

(via darkmysteriousandpissedoff)

foulmouthedliberty:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.
On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!
Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.
It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.
Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.
Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.
Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.
Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.
“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”
The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.
“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

This was really an amazing and necessary thing to read right now.

foulmouthedliberty:

beben-eleben:

There once was a young boy with a very bad temper. The boy’s father wanted to teach him a lesson, so he gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper he must hammer a nail into their wooden fence.

On the first day of this lesson, the little boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. He was really mad!

Over the course of the next few weeks, the little boy began to control his temper, so the number of nails that were hammered into the fence dramatically decreased.

It wasn’t long before the little boy discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence.

Then, the day finally came when the little boy didn’t lose his temper even once, and he became so proud of himself, he couldn’t wait to tell his father.

Pleased, his father suggested that he now pull out one nail for each day that he could hold his temper.

Several weeks went by and the day finally came when the young boy was able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

Very gently, the father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.

“You have done very well, my son,” he smiled, “but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same.”

The little boy listened carefully as his father continued to speak.

“When you say things in anger, they leave permanent scars just like these. And no matter how many times you say you’re sorry, the wounds will still be there.”

This was really an amazing and necessary thing to read right now.

(via phoenixerika)

Doncha wish your girlfriend made cute otter pun valentines like me ((DONCHAAAAAH!)) #valentine #otter #pun #love #doodles #card #bragging

Doncha wish your girlfriend made cute otter pun valentines like me ((DONCHAAAAAH!)) #valentine #otter #pun #love #doodles #card #bragging

(Source: nodularity, via becomelean)

"Be somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody."
"My heart didn’t break into a thousand pieces after he left. Instead, I realized all the things he didn’t do. He didn’t want to hear my stories. He didn’t ask me questions. He didn’t smile when I was talking to him. He didn’t hug me out of the blue to make me feel good. His hugs were always a preamble to something else, and after he was gone, I wondered if he ever knew me at all."
"Changing the way we talk is not political correctness run amok. It reflects an admirable willingness to acknowledge others who once were barely visible to the dominant culture, and to recognize that something that may seem innocent to you may be painful to others."

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