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yourscientistfriend:

textiles:

I may have taught this spider to knit. I was finishing the last 20 rows at the park, when this little spider wandered over to me, It climbed up my knitting bag, and walked all up and down the piece, then climbed onto my hand and watched me for a couple rows. After the second row it started waving it’s front four legs as if to get my attention. Once I was looking at it, it started pulling silk from its spinneret, and fiddling with it. I don’t know if it was knitting or purling as it was quite small scale, but every few seconds it would stop and look up at me to see if I was still watching. After a little bit I moved it to one of the vines overhanging the archway I was sitting in, and it went about its business.This wasn’t the only unusual thing that happened at the park today, but it was the most unusual.

Maybe it thought you were a spider

I’m gonna level with you that’s the fucking cutest shit I have ever fucking heard of okay I want a little spider that knits not sits menacingly above my bed at night threatening to fall into my mouth.

heathicorn:

[brushes your hair] hey

[bakes you cookies] hey guess what

[kisses ur cheek] ur very special and important and i love you

wataaaah:

Just a reminder that you’re whole without someone else. You are not a fraction. You’re a complete masterpiece all by yourself and you do not need anyone else to validate your existence.

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"A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called “leaves”) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands of years. Across the millennia, the author is speaking, clearly and silently, inside your head, directly to you. Writing is perhaps the greatest of human inventions, binding together people, citizens of distant epochs, who never knew one another. Books break the shackles of time ― proof that humans can work magic."
Carl Sagan  (via observando)

trebled-negrita-princess:

theuppitynegras:

I love vintage stuff but I’m so glad I can enjoy them in the 21st century with my iphone, wifi and slightly more human rights 

somebody gets it.

boys like it when youre playfully mean to them. call them names. punch them on the shoulder. murder their families 

foobar137:

The good thing about being stuck on the Jungle Cruise: how often do you get to do a panorama of the elephant bathing pool?

foobar137:

The good thing about being stuck on the Jungle Cruise: how often do you get to do a panorama of the elephant bathing pool?

sleepy-running:

I came out to attack people and I’m honestly having such a good time right now

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"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen."
Anne Lamott (via parlouz)

maliciousmelons:

ive always hated kids

"did you hate yourself when you were a kid"

yes