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mariimoostashe:

bloodstainedcarpet:

awildhyzyappears:

kids books, reimagined for 20-somethings

so perfect

Omg yes


He’s her baby.

He’s her baby.


kingsleyyy:

i’m thankful my childhood was filled with imagination and bruises from playing outside, instead of apps and how many damn likes you get on a picture


Das mah hub

Das mah hub


kitty-glitterrr:

jedavu:

Gorgeous artworks by T.S. Claire

Fucking unbelievably in love with all of these.


openlyawesome:

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openlyawesome:

someone’s building an actual Krusty Krab less than 6 miles from where i live

no really, it’s in construction

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it’s coming along nicely

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they put up the flags

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I always thought I’d have shit together by the time I was 30. 30 is an adult age- a real grown up. The truth is, nobody has their shit together, not completely.

What happens when you reach “adulthood” is this:

1) time speeds up- or maybe your perception of time just becomes dramatically more clear. You no longer assume you’re going to live forever and that you have years to figure out what to do with your life because this is your life. It’s happening. Now.

2) you begin to encounter more grown up problems- you no longer exercise to feel good, it’s now an effort to prolong the inevitable and though your sweet tooth is still as prevalent as ever you make a conscious attempt to curb your appetite because your metabolism has become a turtle. You work because you have to in order to survive even though you never really made a concrete decision that this is what you wanted to spend the rest of your life doing.

3) you develop new hobbies. Maybe you plant a garden or get really into interior decorating. Your taste evolves. It makes you feel grown up in a sophisticated way, like you still have some edginess to you, even though no one else sees it that way.

4) relationships become even more complicated. If you’re married, you may find it hard to be yourself. You’ve developed an identity that ties you to your partner and though you may love them to pieces, it’s lonely in a way to not know yourself as you once did. If you’re dating it may be hard to find someone that measure up to your expectations because you are still your own person and you’re looking for someone to fit into your life, rather than a partner to build a life with.

5) if you have children you begin to realize how much you took your own parents for granted. Raising another human being is difficult, don’t let anybody tell you otherwise. They’re not carbon copies of you, they have their own identities and what you think they want may be the exact opposite of what they need from you. They won’t always be grateful. They won’t always see how much love and time and effort you put into every facet of them. They won’t realize how unbelievably proud you are of them. Tell them. Over and over and over again. Life is hard. And they’re trying their best- just like you.

6) although much more challenging, life will also be more rewarding. Worked your ass off at the gym for six months straight? You earned that bod, you grown person, you. That was all you. Put in hours of overtime and a million pounds of effort into work? You get that promotion- you made that happen. Watched countless documentaries and read for hours on a subject that recently became fascinating to you? You show off that intellect, you smarty pants. You have a brilliant mind.

The bottom line is this: don’t wait til you “grow up” to figure out that your life belongs to you. Take chances, take risks. Do what makes you happy. It’s your story and you’re the author holding the pen. Write your next chapter with confidence and be proud of where your path takes you.


religiousmom:

do you ever wanna listen to music but every song is just not the right song


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