Erin. 24 years old. Marist College Class of 2012. Currently living in Massachusetts. Music, photography, travel, books, theatre.

 

My only regret is that
I didn’t tell enough people
to fuck off.

My 92 year old grandma (via expeditum)

(Source: lule-bell)

bisexualpiratequeen:

I’m trying hard to live by Cat Principles.

1- I am glorious above all things
2- Eat when hungry, sleep when sleepy, play when bored
3- Affection is given and received on my terms and only mine
4- Show displeasure clearly.
5- NO
6- Demand the things you want. If they aren’t given, demand them again, but louder this time.
7- If you are touched when you don’t want to be, say so. If they continue to touch you, make them bleed.

brobecks:

If you command me to do something that I was already planning on doing the chances of me doing that thing automatically drop to zero

tuneage:

#tbt: Hoppípolla — Sigur Rós

Perhaps Sigur Rós’ most commercially successful song, “Hoppípolla” (Icelandic “hopping into puddles”), is an ethereal and happy-feelings song. It was released back in 2005 on their album Takk (Icelandic “thanks”). Its slow, melancholic but soothing sounds flow smoothly, caressing your ears and telling you it’ll all be okay. Like most of Sigur Rós’ songs, this one will pluck your heartstrings and have you mesmerized.