Saturn's Smoke Rings

librerican: Milwaukee in July


Neta Dror 
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
Happy birthday Ernest Hemingway, b. on this day in 1899 (via penamerican)



Marrying young is not the end of my freedom. It means I want to travel and see the world, but with her by my side. It means I still like drinking in bars and dancing in clubs, but stumbling home with her at 2am and eating pizza in our underwear. It means I know that I want to kiss those lips every morning, and every night before bed. If you see marriage as the end of your ‘freedom’, you’re doing it wrong.

Well this was just beautiful

Our notions about happiness entrap us. We forget that they are just ideas. Our idea of happiness can prevent us from actually being happy. We fail to see the opportunity for joy that is right in front of us when we are caught in a belief that happiness should take a particular form.
Thich Nhat Hanh (via purplebuddhaproject)
I am the sea and nobody owns me.
Pippi Longstocking (1997)