I loved match box cars, especially the super tiny micro-sizers. I think my brother and I might have had some of these same ones.
California-native, femme writer, theorist and feminist who likes pretty things. Bloodstream of ink, lyric heartbeat. I queer everything.
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We are torn between a nostalgia for the familiar and an urge for the foreign and strange. As often as not, we are homesick most for the places we have never known.
Carson McCullers (via desalpes)
When I am feeling love/lust/like for someone, it’s definitely a nostalgia feeling.
Like, ‘oh yeah, this is what it’s all about.’
That feeling of an expansive-wanting-to-know someone feels so familiar, yet it’s a familiarity with what’s unfamiliar. I dunno if this makes sense…
I’m always happy to get to know someone, but there is a particular sparky feeling sometimes with certain people where getting to know them is more like, ‘I want to remember what I’ve forgotten about you, because we knew each other once before, sometime & somewhere.’(via selfgrown)
This makes so much sense…I felt it a few times with special people who continue to be in my life in some way. With each, there was an instant sense of comfort around that person, and yet I want to ask them everything and anything about themselves, as if I’m reminding myself of something.
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I kinda miss this look #throwbackthursday #tbt #nostalgia #redhead #shorthair #redhair #cutesy #femme #queer #babydyke #sophmore #collegelife #prettygirl #self #glasses
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Fantasy is a necessary ingredient in living. It’s a way of looking at life through the wrong end of a telescope. DR. SEUSSYes! to all of these movies…I would not be the same person without fantasy telling me I can always dream bigger and brighter than what is around me, that imagination can change things, and that fantasy inspires us, teaches us, and gives us the tools we need in reality.
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me running my blog
Jigglypuff! I was just thinking tonight that if I were a Pokemon, I’d probably be this one. #randomthought
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No matter how many years I’ve been away, I will always remember the sense of peace and calm that came with the perfect stroke. The stroke that made all the stress and sore muscles worth it. The irreplaceable camaraderie between crew mates because we were witnesses to our mutual pains and individual sacrifices and successes. There is something magical in that bond that slowly fades away when someone is no longer officially part of the team. That part stings. But I still remember those perfect strokes. Those moments of perfect synchronicity between nine bodies. The squaring twist of the wrist. The catch. The fierce kick of the stroke. The last pull to get maximum inches. And then those floating moments of rest, multitasking breath intake and a deep appreciating for balance. The perfect stroke.
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pumpkinpasties-and-jammiedodgers:
byrdiegrey replied to your post: So I think I’m gonna go get a hamburger and…Wait…….there is a Firefly Reunion Special????!!!!
yup, it’s on the Discovery Science Channel
there’s been a Firefly marathon all day today
and at 10 pm they’re gonna have the reunion special
Oh. My. God. No work is getting done tonight.
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Howard Pyle’s “The Mermaid”
I saw this in real life when I was 14 and cried. The guy was amazing. He stole his son’s crayons on his first day of school and drew an unreal life-like pirate climbing storm-torn deck until the crayons were down to the nub.I grew up reading Howard Pyle’s versions of King Arthur tales. Now yet another reason to love him.
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roses always fade. but the memories remain, only growing nostalgically fuzzy, so the rosiness only grows.
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I had this exact lip balm as a kid. Part of the summery childhood nostalgia.
Got this on now aha
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➜Le extraño el sonido del nombre “flaquita” de la boca de Abuelito. Te extraño mucho, Abuelito. Mucho. ♥tu bisnieta (yo)
