The meaning of life is just to be alive. It is so plain and so obvious and so simple. And yet, everybody rushes around in a great panic as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.
Alan Watts (via oraclesfox)


It’s 8:56 pm, the clouds are lighting up the sky and I miss you.

You know, they straightened out the Mississippi River in places, to make room for houses and livable acreage. Occasionally the river floods these places. “Floods” is the word they use, but in fact it is not flooding; it is remembering. Remembering where it used to be. All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was. Writers are like that: remembering where we were, what valley we ran through, what the banks were like, the light that was there and the route back to our original place. It is emotional memory — what the nerves and the skin remember as well as how it appeared. And a rush of imagination if is our “flooding.”

Excerpt from “The Site of Memory,” Toni Morrison, What Moves at the Margin: Selected Nonfiction   (via llleighsmith)


here’s the pdf to the full piece. it begins with an intro to the importance of writing by slaves about slavery to a more personal imagery regarding her process of writing. the sentence before this quote beings,”no matter how “fictional” the account of these writers, or how much it was a product of invention, the act of imagination is bound up with memory.” and ends “Still, like water, I remember where I was before I was ‘straightened out.’” -junips

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Ariana Grande sounds like a font on Microsoft Word


writing deep things on your cigarettes like “die young” or “why did they change aunt vivian halfway through fresh prince of bel air like did they think no one would notice”


potato boy 2014

Necklaces by RubyRobinBoutique.

ok but how hard would it really be to move to SF and never come back