if there's one thing i swear by, it's baking soda.

There is love in me the likes of which you’ve never seen. There is rage in me the likes of which should never escape. If I am not satisfied in the one, I will indulge the other.

—Mary Shelley, Frankenstein (via colourmegreenwich)

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Jan. '12

…I feel a sadness I expected and which comes from myself. I say I’ve always been sad. That I can see the same sadness in photos of myself when I was small. That today, recognizing it as the sadness I’ve always had, I could almost call it by my own name, it’s so like me. Today I tell him it’s a comfort, this sadness, a comfort to have fallen at last into a misfortune my mother has always predicted for me when she shrieks in the desert of her life.

—The Lover by Marguerite Duras (via thechocolatebrigade)

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Jan. '12

Never expect to outgrow lonliness. Never hope to find people who will understand you, someone to fill that space. If you expect to find people who will understand you, you will grow murderous with disappointment. The best you will ever do is to understand yourself, know what it is that you want, and not let the cattle stand in your way.

—White Oleander by Janet Fitch (via thechocolatebrigade)

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Jan. '12

adellepatriciaang:

thedailywhat:

Awwwwre You Kidding Me With This of the Day: For her church’s annual “Trunk or Treat,” photographer Stephanie Read of Auburn Soul Photography dressed her tiny son Rizden as Carl Fredricksen from Up.

Pressed for time and with the festivities about to begin, Read says “his is all I could manage with my limited light, time, and hands.”

That costume is so adorable that I don’t even mind that obvious humblebrag.

[mmm.]

Awww…