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Christina. Barista life. Awkward encounters. Repeated lessons.

Are you anybody else’s missing piece?’
‘Not that I know of.’
‘Well, maybe you want to be your own piece?’
‘I can be someone’s and still my own.’
‘Well, maybe you don’t want to be mine.’
‘Maybe I do.’

—Shel Silverstein, The Missing Piece (via feellng)

(Source: feellng)

corporisfabrica:

The osteology of the hand and wrist, from William Cheselden’s Osteographia, or the Anatomy of the Bones (1733) 
These twenty-seven bones afford you the greatest dexterity of all known life on Earth. Opposable thumbs grant humans and some other species the ability to better manipulate their surroundings and make complex tools. 

corporisfabrica:

The osteology of the hand and wrist, from William Cheselden’s Osteographia, or the Anatomy of the Bones (1733) 

These twenty-seven bones afford you the greatest dexterity of all known life on Earth. Opposable thumbs grant humans and some other species the ability to better manipulate their surroundings and make complex tools. 

(via darksilenceinsuburbia)

viperslang:

Your life was a hypothesis. Those who die old are made of the past. Thinking of them, one thinks of what they have done. Thinking of you, one thinks of what you could have become. You were, and you will remain, made up of possibilities.

― Édouard Levé, Suicide 

viperslang:

we all wish to die in the grasp of an intimacy as faithful as pain. 

Scherezade Siobhan©

the year of eclipse

viperslang:

the evening my grandmother died
the sea was a coracle of conch-bearers

i found the mackerel’s wince
a clotted smelt of copper coins

just as it turned salamandrine
coral-lipped; an omen had begun

to scavenge the tinsel of its soot-blue
my mother - astir - as a temple drum

avantgarterbelt:

My mom kept everything she’s found in the washing machine the past ten years and made it into an art piece. It’s basically an awesome portrait of what it’s like for two girls growing up in the late 90s/early 2000s.

avantgarterbelt:

My mom kept everything she’s found in the washing machine the past ten years and made it into an art piece. It’s basically an awesome portrait of what it’s like for two girls growing up in the late 90s/early 2000s.

(via mainermoose)