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unavidamoderna:

Vista desde el jardín de la fachada lateral, Casa en San Ángel, San Ángel Inn, Alvaro Obregon, Mexico DF c. 1950
Arq. Enrique Carral Icaza
Foto. Guillermo Zamora
Garden view of the side facade, House in San Angel, San Angel Inn, Mexico City c. 1950

unavidamoderna:

Vista desde el jardín de la fachada lateral, Casa en San Ángel, San Ángel Inn, Alvaro Obregon, Mexico DF c. 1950

Arq. Enrique Carral Icaza

Foto. Guillermo Zamora

Garden view of the side facade, House in San Angel, San Angel Inn, Mexico City c. 1950

bellesbookshelf:

Never not reblog

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Depression does not always mean
Beautiful girls shattering at the wrists
A glorified, heroic battle for your sanity
Or mothers that never got the chance to say good-bye

Sometimes depression means
Not getting out of bed for three days
Because your feet refuse to believe
That they will not shatter upon impact with the floor

Sometimes depression means
That summoning the willpower
To go downstairs and do the laundry
Is the most impressive thing you accomplish that week

Sometimes depression means
Lying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours
Because you cannot convince your body
That it is capable of movement

Sometimes depression means
Not being able to write for weeks
Because the only words you have to offer the world
Are trapped and drowning and I swear to God I’m trying

Sometimes depression means
That every single bone in your body aches
But you have to keep going through the motions
Because you are not allowed to call in to work depressed

Sometimes depression means
Ignoring every phone call for an entire month
Because yes, they have the right number
But you’re not the person they’re looking for, not anymore

by “Alexandra” Tilton, NH (Teen Ink: November 2013 Issue)

That is pretty beautiful.

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Do the Frank Ocean thing! Explain your life to yourself 5 years ago.
Anonymous

dirtyberd:

Oh boy I thought about this when I read that and it’s nuts to think of how different everything was just 5 yrs ago and to imagine how different it will all be 5 years from now. It gives me goosebumps. 

Hi self-

Ok first of all spoiler alert ! Second I just have to say, this summer is going to be one of the best/craziest of your life. You’re going to be so glad you weren’t successful when you tried to kill yourself a few months ago. And you’ll be sooo glad you moved into that apartment with the big deck and the rooftop. You’re gonna use that rooftop to get laid, multiple times. Keep taking the medicine, you will feel again. You’re going to have a falling out with your roommates and move in with someone who you don’t even know yet. It will be kind of a blegh time, but then, THEN! one night when the power is out you’ll be reading a book and it will mention an “au pair” and you’ll google it on your phone to see what that means. Then you’ll think, “Hm. I could do that.” Literally 5 weeks later you’ll be sitting in a cafe in the Swiss Alps and you’ll start laughing hysterically at how crazy it all is. You’ll live in Italy for nearly 2 years. You will see things so beautiful they make you cry, you’ll meet people who will change you forever, you will be shocked at your strength and adaptability. But it won’t all be magical, there will be ups and downs there just like everywhere else- the depression never totally goes away but the highs are soo high that you find a sort of fucked up balance in life. You will fall in love, have your heart broken, and break a few hearts too. The latter is the worst feeling, trust me. Unfortunately even though you will make friends, gain a family, and want to stay there forever, you’ll have to come back home. This will be possibly the toughest time in your life. You’ll be depressed, homeless, jobless, carless and have to get your tonsils removed. But then you’ll find a pretty good job that changes you in ways you never could have imagined. Your heart will become softer, like it was before you were hurt. You will go back to school, and it won’t be nearly as bad as you were imagining- stop dreading it! You’re going to start a sex blog that becomes a great release for you and helps other people too. It will make you realize what you want to do with your life. The Ex will come back and tell you everything you’ve wanted to hear for so long, but he hasn’t changed- he will fuck you up a bit more, again. But when you’re finally done, which WILL happen, you will be completely done. You’ll feel a little relieved but it will also be really hard. You’ll think that you can never love someone like you loved him again. But you will ! Through a crazy twist of fate, you’ll meet someone who you are completely sure is “The One.” He’ll make The Ex look like a chump. He’s perfect to you, he makes you realize what you need in a partner and the stuff that isn’t important. And then he’s going to hurt you too. Bad. He’ll make you question everything and everyone. But you’re really strong, and we’re getting through it. Don’t be afraid of these outcomes, don’t become bitter or jaded even though I know it’s so tempting. I promise that you’re gonna be proud of who you will become; in 5 years you’re not going to be where you fantasized about being but you’re going to be the person you fantasied about being. 

Love, even pathological love, is incredibly powerful. We talk about people who are addicted to alcohol, people who are addicted to sex, people who are addicted to the internet. But the biggest human addiction is love. We are endlessly and hopelessly addicted to love. It’s the master addiction that nothing can replace.
Dr. Rex Julian Beaber (via dirtyberd)

dirtyberd:

parkingstrange:

this girl deserves an oscar

me 

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Nelly mid shake

Nelly mid shake

Nelly and Ruby going to the Beach