Tiny Living In Tulips

Ask me anything   In an old house in Paris that was covered in vines, lived twelve little girls in two straight lines. The smallest one was Madeline.

daughterofdiaspora:

my mom taught me the therapeutic power of cleaning. open all the windows. throw out the old. wipe down the entire house. burn some incense. roast some coffee. then rest. that way the tears from last night don’t feel as heavy. 

A candle instead, but YES.

(via dontsettleforless)

— 9 hours ago with 19465 notes
In all the chaos and mess, and our little life that can sometimes feel mundane and cramped, it’s all about them. It’s humbling how weak I am. But I’m realizing that’s a-okay. Because weak is like wet clay. I don’t always need to be strong, with my crap together. That’s not reality. That’s not a place of rest. 
Thank God for these two, who are on the receiving end (especially M) of my endless days at the computer and tears and weird quirks and bad sense of humor. Thank you. 

In all the chaos and mess, and our little life that can sometimes feel mundane and cramped, it’s all about them. It’s humbling how weak I am. But I’m realizing that’s a-okay. Because weak is like wet clay. I don’t always need to be strong, with my crap together. That’s not reality. That’s not a place of rest. 

Thank God for these two, who are on the receiving end (especially M) of my endless days at the computer and tears and weird quirks and bad sense of humor. Thank you. 

— 1 day ago with 4 notes

the sea was wild tonight

(via ironwavess)

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Epic Fail.

The dumbest Saturday morning is being wide awake at sunrise and attempting to grab coffees (“yeah - I’ll go quickly and be back in flash!”) only to run out of gas at a closed gas station. Literally, my car won’t start and the twerp who’s supposed to be on duty to pump my gas (screw you Oregon) is apparently 35 minutes late for work. Or maybe this is a closed gas station for good … Crap.

Everyone is fast asleep at home.

There are only two other places to be at the butt crack of dawn: my cozy bed or the gym.

F you [most likely hungover] gas station pump attendant. I still don’t have coffee.

— 2 days ago with 4 notes

rose-james:

I am capable of making beautiful things. I am capable of doing much. I am capable of succeeding. 

(via ro-chelle)

— 3 days ago with 14 notes
That braid. God my hair is so thin.

That braid. God my hair is so thin.

(Source: simply-divine-creation, via acompletelife)

— 3 days ago with 1196 notes