Two Brothers Re-Create Childhood Photos As A Priceless Gift To Their Mother (via Then/Now)
okay but THEY INCLUDED THE DOGGIE AND IT HAS LIL GREY HAIRS ON ITS FACE AHHH SO DISTINGUISHED AND MAJESTIC THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART
Also. They got hot.
This almost made me uncomfortable until that last comment
Better With Flowers
Brazilian illustrator and designer Antonio Rodrigues Jr has spelled out several offensive words with a custom typeface made of artificial flowers. Check out the the process on his Behance page.
Other people are not medicine.
It took me 9 years to figure that out (via l-eer
Dear future child
If it’s 3am and you find yourself in a world of complete despair
Please do not turn to strangers on the internet for solace as I did
Please climb onto my bed
And I will hold you until the demons sleep
If it is Thursday morning and you are too sad to move
I won’t force you
I will buy ice cream and we will watch your favourite tv show and I will remind you of your importance
If you feel as if you have no purpose
I will remind you that you were created entirely with love and every pain you feel, I feel too
When you’re sure you can’t go on anymore
I will tell you that when I was 21 I searched for peace at the bottom of a vodka bottle chased by a bottle of pain killers
But that five years later
When you were placed in my arms in the delivery room
I realised that you were why I had been holding on
Without realising it, you saved me, do you know how amazing that is?
So if you ever feel like grabbing that vodka bottle, put it down, we will get in the car and I will drive until the sky turns magenta
I will show you how the sun rises every morning to encourage you to rise too
Sweetheart I refuse to be unaware of your sufferings
As my mother was to mine.
Your mental health is my priority. (via avvfvl
What’s in store for me in the direction i don’t take?
“… the moments when everything is open, when all options are present, and all is undecided – mere destinies unfolding. Our choices shift into one plane of existence, the extension of every path still available, until we pick the red tie instead of the blue; harbor anger instead of compassion; attempt to fix it or break it; and all our possibilities collapse into the singular of what is, rippling outward from the moment of decision to affect our lives in ways unknown… The noise at the back of our mind wondering anxiously, What’s in store for me in the direction I don’t take?”
A little gift for a good friend of mine:
Who Cares, 2014 (Acrylic on canvas, 8”x10”)
my parents eloped when my mother was 19 and this is a picture of her on their wedding night and it’s literally my favorite picture that exists of anyone, ever.