Small Victories

Sharing with the world a deep appreciation of cute things, cookies, Star Wars, history, and all art forms.

Shyness has a strange element of narcissism, a belief that how we look, how we perform, is truly important to other people.

Andre Dubus (via drupes)

I need to drill this into my brain

(via noahmanskar)

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shityo:

morefunthanbeingsad:

physicsphysics:

An interesting model of our solar system’s path as it travels through space in the Milky Way.
Certainly a departure from usual models that show the Sun as a static object, which it certainly isn’t

I had no idea this was happening. Where are we going?

To fuck some shit up

shityo:

morefunthanbeingsad:

physicsphysics:

An interesting model of our solar system’s path as it travels through space in the Milky Way.

Certainly a departure from usual models that show the Sun as a static object, which it certainly isn’t

I had no idea this was happening. Where are we going?

To fuck some shit up

(via thriftedsweaters)

You are allowed to have really good days for no real reason and really bad ones for no real reason. You are allowed to feel like shit and ten minutes later, think everything in the world is perfect. You dont need a reason to feel, emotions are a great part of the human experience, don’t deny them.

My dad said that someone in our family would say that his grandfather “drank like an Indian.” Really? We’re all Irish. IRISH. If we’re going to use stereotypes, let’s use our own, not perpetuate others.

But these people are long gone, and unfortunately didn’t know any better. I just thought it was ironic.

My mother said I must always be intolerant of ignorance but understanding of illiteracy. That some people, unable to go to school, were more educated and more intelligent than college professors.

Maya Angelou (via loveyourchaos)

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Underbrella a lighted umbrella installation by Anna Meister

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Julie Andrews, 1965. 

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dancehistory:

Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire

dancehistory:

Gene Kelly and Fred Astaire

(via somesmallness)

The doubts. You had to save me from my constant doubts. That deep-seeded feeling that I wasn’t good enough for anything, I was a fake at my job, I wasn’t your equal, my friends would forget me if I moved away for a month. It wasn’t as easy as hearing voices, nobody was telling me this. It was just something I knew. Everyone else was playing along but I was sure that one day they would all stop.

David Levithan, The Lover’s Dictionary (via loveyourchaos)

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