A hermit from the Pacific Northwest with a love of books, (world) travel, tiny houses, Pre-Raphaelite art, Disney princesses, Barbie dolls, Cthulhu, D&D, sci-fi/fantasy/action/mystery (or any combination thereof) TV series and movies, and lurking on the internet rather than dealing with real people. I also have a growing interest/frustration with politics, human rights, and environmental protections which I am posting more and more about.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Dashing through the snow
(via)
I think, therefore I am (exhausted)
Sunrise at Scopello ~ voyage_provocateur
Hummingbird babies.
The Good Place 3x10 - “Janet(s)”
Love that in a lot of classic literature people just “randomly” fall ill but bro their homes were stacked to the roof with arsenic and asbestos and lead and radium of course they were sick all the time.
And then they’re like “we took my ill wife to the seaside and her condition improved remarkably” and it’s like Edward your house has seven time bombs in it please just leave your wife at the seaside and she’ll do very well not getting mesothelioma.
Edward your wife may be entitled to financial compensation
my mom says she’s not a hugger. but when i put my arms around her on a gloomy day or after bad news she’s the last to let go.
my dad says he doesn’t want gifts on his birthday, but i see the way his face light up when i get him a card with a nice message and a box full of chocolate anyway. he’s just a kid inside, still. it makes him giddy.
my brother never says i love you. but when i tell him “i just need to finish the dishes before i vacuum!” he wordlessly goes to vacuum the entire house before i can, and if he sees me struggle with a wrapper or a jar or a bottle he mutters ‘c’mere’ and opens it for me without even sparing me a glance.
the thing is, people love you quietly, and you love them quietly, and the air is buzzing with tiny but grand gestures & once you look for them, you find them everywhere. i think that’s really beautiful.
This good boy so happy when he gets in his wheelchair to go for a walkie
Loving this.
Complete Waste of Time: Me trying to figure out these Tumblr ads targeting me. “I live in a big city; why do I care if a small town on the other side of a mountain range 3+ hours away in a completely different temperature, climate, geographic, population demographic zone is snapping up a sponsored add product?”
Tumblr ads either need to do better or have a ‘not interested’ or ‘does not affect me’ option since I doubt a blocking option will ever become available.
*sigh*
When you finally get the puppy you always wanted. (via alyssalauren)
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Dolomites italy
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