Name: sarah
Age: twenty-two
Location: ontario, canada
Sexual Orientation: straight
Likes: the renaissance, literature, good music, good movies, knitting, drawing, art history, philosophy, handwriting, star gazing, hot chocolate, holding hands, dreaming, going for walks, enjoying nature, bright eyes/conor oberst, the feeling you get after you've seen a movie or heard a song that has
changed something in you, candles, bubble baths, pen and ink drawings, sketch books, pillows, rainy and snowy weather, fog, morning dew, getting to know people, feeling
alive, and so many other things.
Dislikes: paper cuts, spiders, needles, seeing others in pain, ignorance, the smell of cilantro.
*i do not take credit for any photos unless stated otherwise.
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this reminds me of my grandparents, and the ROM’s rock/mineral room. haha
(Source: comesoftly, via littletides)
sharkeatsbird:
I like everything here for entirely different reasons.
(Source: thechibbsjermaine, via healter-skelter)
the Eiffel Tower being built/headless Eiffel Tower.
photo from my history of modern art class in 2nd year.
i miss having someone else teach me about art history.
You Become.
“What is real?” asked the Rabbit one day, when they were lying side by side near the nursery fender, before Nana came to tidy the room. “Does it mean having things that buzz inside you and a stick-out handle?”
“Real isn’t how you are made,” said the Skin Horse. “It’s a thing that happens to you. When a child loves you for a long, long time, not just to play with, but really loves you, then you become Real.”
“Does it hurt?” asked the Rabbit.
“Sometimes,” said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. “When you are Real you don’t mind being hurt.”
“Does it happen all at once, like being wound up,” he asked, “or bit by bit?”
“It doesn’t happen all at once,” said the Skin Horse. “You become. It takes a long time. That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”