So it goes.

Cristian King. San Diego raised. San Francisco educated. Current Seattle resident.

maza-dohta:

My six selfies for all my fellow brownies. I tag everyone who wants to do it. 

Selfie game felt strong today.

jeffreeeyte:

San Francisco landmarks, 2014

(via englishmajorinrepair)

witchofthewasted:

11:11 I wish guys would be less stupid

czechthecount:

Under the Full Moon

czechthecount:

Under the Full Moon

(via doubtful-minds)

h0llo:

tbh if you want free weed just tell a group of stoners you’ve never smoked before and then boom free weed

(via may-again)

ronniedeer:

book cover for Swamplandia!  by Karen Russell for illustration class watercolors

ronniedeer:

book cover for Swamplandia!  by Karen Russell for illustration class

watercolors

aseaofquotes:

Karen Russell, Swamplandia!

aseaofquotes:

Karen Russell, Swamplandia!

“this is the oppressor’s language

yet I need it to talk to you”

—   Adrienne Rich, “The Burning of Paper Instead of Children” (via theclassicreader)

“He couldn’t hate any of them, he couldn’t find one person to use as a tether; the rage was like a balloon that drifted heavenward and broke free of its string. Kiwi, who considered himself a grammarian of human emotion, knew that anger required a direct object. (I am angry at ___. I hate ___.) “To hate” was a transitive verb. Anger needed an anchor, a plug, a wall. (I am angry because of ___.) Otherwise you had a beam of red feeling searching vainly through the universe. You had a heart that shot red light into space.”

—   Karen Russell, Swamplandia!

“I was a fairy-minded kid, a comic book kid, and I had a bad habit of looking for augurs and protectors where there were none.”

—   Karen Russell, Swamplandia!

That moment when you choke on a piece of food or bit of water when you’re home alone and think, “This is it. This is how I die.”

red-lipstick:

Carson Ellis (b. 1975, Vancouver, Canada) - The Infinite Corpse

(Source: corpsey.trubbleclub.com, via englishmajorinrepair)