As I look back on my life, I realize that every time I thought I was being rejected from something good, I was actually being re-directed to something better.

- Steve Maraboli 

Source: simply-quotes

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my doom smiles at me

there’s no other way:
8 or ten poems a
night.
in the sink
behind me are dishes
that haven’t been
washed in 2
weeks.
the sheets need
changing
and the bed is
unmade.
half the lights are
burned-out here.
it gets darker
and darker
(I have replacement
bulbs but can’t get them
out of their cardboard
wrapper.) Despite my
dirty shorts in the
bathtub
and the rest of my dirty
laundry on the
bedroom floor,
they haven’t
come for me yet
with their badges and their rules and their
numb ears. oh, them
and their caprice!
like the fox
I run with the hunted and
if I’m not the happiest
man on earth I’m surely the
luckiest man
alive.

-Charles Bukowski

17 May Permalink

Diamond Heart (Man Without Country remix) // Active Child

I’ve done like 15 hours of freelance work this weekend (which is really hard when it’s so beautiful outside, but deadlines don’t care about the weather), and this song has really helped me get in THE ZONE*. 

AMBITION. HUSTLE. DETERMINATION. n’stuff.  (that’s the name of my autobiography, fyi.)





* a magical place where your brain and heart and mouse become one and everything is fluid and the ideas flow like waterfalls and you think to yourself I AM A DESIGN GENIUS. 

5 May 1 Permalink

destroyangels:

Instagram fan photos from our shows in Vegas, Denver, and Chicago. Photos by @el_isai, @brockduplechien, @adamtrujillophoto, @redtail2630, @kevin_gebhardt, @jwintruba, @introvertmusic.

This was one of the most balls out amazing shows I’ve EVER BEEN TO. The stage setup was incredible.

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Q.U.E.E.N. feat. Erykah Badu // Janelle Monáe

I’ve watched this video like 3,956 times today. SO FUCKING GOOD. 

4 May 1 Permalink

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I like living. I have sometimes been wildly, despairingly, acutely miserable, wracked with sorrow, but through it all I still know quite certainly that just to be alive is a grand thing.

-

Agatha Christie

I’ve been posting mad quotes lately. But that’s what I do when I’m going through LIFE TROUBLEZ. I like to read words from other people that make me feel like everything’s gonna be okay. I love a good inspirational quote, y’all.

2 May 3 Permalink
Need you
Dream you
Find you
Taste you
Fuck you
Use you
Scar you
Break you
Lose me
Hate me
Smash me
Erase me
Kill me
1 May 6 Permalink
Nine Inch Nails

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shmemson:

this song means so many things to me on so many levels that I can’t even begin to go into it here. let’s just say it is gorgeous and leave it at that.

Agreed times a million. From the second I hear those chimes, it just feels like home. This song (the whole album, really) has been a constant, unwavering companion throughout most of my teenage/adult life. 

You were always so lost in the dark.

Source: cargohoo

30 April 302 shmemson 429 Permalink
your life is your life
don’t let it be clubbed into dank submission.
be on the watch.
there are ways out.
there is a light somewhere.
it may not be much light but
it beats the darkness.
be on the watch.
the gods will offer you chances.
know them.
take them.
you can’t beat death but
you can beat death in life, sometimes.
and the more often you learn to do it,
the more light there will be.
your life is your life.
know it while you have it.
you are marvelous
the gods wait to delight
in you.

-

Charles Bukowski

this has always been one of my favorites.

29 April 1 Permalink

‘til you // Alanis Morissette

I’ve been taking notes
Nursing the thought of you
Research and deliver ‘cause I’m biding my time
I’ve been holding on this magnet that calls to you
Entertaining myself with these consolation prizes

I’ve been listening to this song on repeat for the last week, because life is kind of hard right now and I really miss a certain someone and this song gives me some much-needed perspective. 

I love my life, it’s amazing and magical and awesome. I love myself (even though it’s a work in progress). I’m a genuinely happy person, which is more than a lot of people can say. And I know that every experience makes me better, makes me stronger, makes me more aware of what I want — but sometimes I get so tired of trying and failing, you know? Of being vulnerable and giving my heart to people who, as it turns out, don’t actually want it. I’m tired of always being the one passed over. I want something real. I want someone who looks at me and says “I’ve been waiting for someone just like you, too.”   

29 April Permalink

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19 April 11055 pledgingmylove Permalink
But who can say what’s best? That’s why you need to grab whatever chance you have of happiness where you find it, and not worry about other people too much. My experience tells me that we get no more than two or three such chances in a life time, and if we let them go, we regret it for the rest of our lives.

- Haruki Murakami 

Source: littlemiss

16 April 313 pacificocean Permalink
A dear friend sent this to me once at a time when I needed it the most, and it’s since become one of my favorite poems. It’s probably the most accurate description of grief I have ever heard- its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water, more fit for gills than lungs. I have known that heaviness. When your entire life collapses in an instant, replaced with the kind of suffocating grief that feels like it’s pushing you deeper and deeper underwater, into some parallel world reserved for broken people. And it seems like everyone around you keeps moving at a normal pace, but you are stuck in slow motion for eternity. It’s almost impossible to imagine living without that weight on your chest. But I learned that if you can find the faith (even if it’s the tiniest sliver of faith) to hold on when it’s ugly and hard and all you want to do is hide and let your grief fester — then little by little, that weight will start to lift, until one day you wake up and it’s gone. And because you held on, because you chose to love life again instead of becoming a cynic, life rewards you with so many wonderful and amazing things. And on top of that, it gives you the perspective to appreciate those things more. It is one of the hardest and most rewarding lessons I’ve ever learned. The human spirit is astonishingly resilient. 

A dear friend sent this to me once at a time when I needed it the most, and it’s since become one of my favorite poems. It’s probably the most accurate description of grief I have ever heard- its tropical heat thickening the air, heavy as water, more fit for gills than lungs. I have known that heaviness. When your entire life collapses in an instant, replaced with the kind of suffocating grief that feels like it’s pushing you deeper and deeper underwater, into some parallel world reserved for broken people. And it seems like everyone around you keeps moving at a normal pace, but you are stuck in slow motion for eternity. It’s almost impossible to imagine living without that weight on your chest.

But I learned that if you can find the faith (even if it’s the tiniest sliver of faith) to hold on when it’s ugly and hard and all you want to do is hide and let your grief fester — then little by little, that weight will start to lift, until one day you wake up and it’s gone. And because you held on, because you chose to love life again instead of becoming a cynic, life rewards you with so many wonderful and amazing things. And on top of that, it gives you the perspective to appreciate those things more. It is one of the hardest and most rewarding lessons I’ve ever learned.

The human spirit is astonishingly resilient. 

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Kate. 28. Chicago. I design stuff.

likes:
useless pop culture trivia.
coffee.
lake michigan.
marathoning TV shows on netflix.
abandoned buildings.
black liquid eyeliner.
letterpress.
hand-lettered typography.
all black everything.
robert smith.
new orleans.

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mayonnaise.
people who don't own a tv on purpose.
wet socks.
cynicism.


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