Nonsense, Absolem ...
ah, ha!

ah, ha!



Virginia Woolf’s suicide note, written to her husband Leonard.
On 28 March 1941 Virginia Woolf put on her coat, filled the pockets with rocks and walked into the River Ouse near her home and drowned herself. Her body wasn’t found until 18 April 1941. Her husband burried her cremated remains in their garden.

Virginia Woolf’s suicide note, written to her husband Leonard.

On 28 March 1941 Virginia Woolf put on her coat, filled the pockets with rocks and walked into the River Ouse near her home and drowned herself. Her body wasn’t found until 18 April 1941. Her husband burried her cremated remains in their garden.

TEEHEE!  
look at this ‘ittle guy.
he rules
I want him to be my best friend.

TEEHEE!  

look at this ‘ittle guy.

he rules

I want him to be my best friend.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath (via farewell-kingdom)

wait … maybe this one is perfect.  everything … the little patio made out of tree stumps?!  oh good god.

motherearthnewsmag:

Build Your Dream Tiny Home With Your Bare Hands

Owner of Shelter Publications and godfather of the hand-built homes movement, Lloyd Kahn brings us another great book on tiny homes, chock-full of examples of small houses anyone can afford to own.

By Lloyd Kahn
August/September 2012

this is PERFECT.

this is PERFECT.

<333  ahh.

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&#8220;I&#8217;ll trade you my shirt for a grilled cheese!&#8221;

hahahah, aw.

“I’ll trade you my shirt for a grilled cheese!”