the hardest period in life is one’s 20s. it’s a shame because you’re your most gorgeous and you’re physically in peak condition. but it’s actually when you’re most insecure and full of self-doubt. when you don’t know what’s going to happen, it’s frightening. —
Helen Mirren in Esquire [via thatkindofwoman:alittlechocolate]
Just in time for my 30th birthday (only a few more months in my 20s…)
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Missing my New York family today. Wishing we were somehow catapulted back to the days of sitting around a huge Christmas tree in a giant living room with way too many presents under the tree…while still maintaining the wisdom gained through this past year and all the experiences that gave way to it. Love you, Nords.
It was so good to see you!
Miss you guys already!!!
About 10 years ago Mary Jac was just my Mom’s hair colorist. She had white and pink hair and a shaved head and topped it off with various facial piercings.
One day my Mom went in and MJ seemed upset, after some gentle prodding she told Mama Nord that she was being evicted from her apartment due to negligence from a roommate not paying rent. The story goes that without another thought, my Mom told MJ to come live with us for a while.
Fast forward 7 years and MJ was still living with us, not because she needed to but because she had become more like a sister than a stranger. Now my Mom has moved up to New York and MJ has her own place down in Georgia, but today is her birthday and I can’t help but wish we were all going to be sitting around our kitchen table tonight drinking wine, listening to 80’s music and celebrating.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY M.J.
LOVE YOU-pnord
just wanted to have this for myself!
So he left behind evidence. Maybe there’s something in all of us that wants our secrets found out, because our secrets define who we really are. I thought of how he’d mused on the word love, how he’d called it ill-defined. Maybe it doesn’t matter what we call it, I thought. Maybe what we really crave is this: to be longed for by someone who recognizes, and wants, exactly who we are”. — Beyond the Border of Love by Maryanne O’Hara (via falloutof)
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Love! Can I copy you?
of course…i copy you all the time!
Willow initiating Ripley…and he hasn’t given her a break since last night.
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