(via octo-puss)
So in a months time I move in to the most perfect house in Wimbledon with some of my best friends and my wonderful boyfriend (gross, he’s horrid really). I think I’m going to treat moving as a new chapter of my life. I want to de clutter. I want to start eating clean again, get rid of a lot of unnecessary ‘stuff’, exercise more, spend less money and make more time for myself. This year has been horribly stressful and I’ve made myself horribly ill. A fresh start is so overdue.
Does anyone even read what I write here any more? It’s been a while.
I am made for greater things than this, I can feel it in my bones.
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” - Frida Kahlo
(via sassydaisy)
I have been the busiest I’ve ever been. I’ve submerged myself in work completely and I can’t really handle it, but I don’t really have a choice. Just need to stay on track.
Either/Or Decreed (Ipswich)
2009
cut paper, digital painting, acrylic on canvas
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
— Sylvia Plath
(via pingwillow)
Multiflash tennis photographs by Harold “Doc” Edgerton
Top to bottom: Gussie Moran tosses the ball for a power serve, 1952; A tennis player demonstrates a back-hand drive, 1949; Jack Summer serves the squash ball, 1938
See more of Harold “Doc” Edgerton posts here.
