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truebluemeandyou:

Roundup of DIY Mini Book Jewelry Tutorials:
DIY Easiest Book Cover Pendants Ever Tutorial (Two Butterflies) here.
MY FAVORITE. DIY Mini Book Necklaces with Charms (Art by Wendy) here.
DIY Mini Book Pendant (Scrapshopchallenge) here.
DIY Teeny Tiny Leather Spell Book (Ruby Murrays Musings) here.
DIY Anthropologie Inspired Library Stack Necklace (Crafster) here.
DIY Knockoff Library Stack Necklace from Anthropologie (Scene of Sublime) here.

truebluemeandyou:

Roundup of DIY Mini Book Jewelry Tutorials:

  1. DIY Easiest Book Cover Pendants Ever Tutorial (Two Butterflies) here.
  2. MY FAVORITE. DIY Mini Book Necklaces with Charms (Art by Wendy) here.
  3. DIY Mini Book Pendant (Scrapshopchallenge) here.
  4. DIY Teeny Tiny Leather Spell Book (Ruby Murrays Musings) here.
  5. DIY Anthropologie Inspired Library Stack Necklace (Crafster) here.
  6. DIY Knockoff Library Stack Necklace from Anthropologie (Scene of Sublime) here.

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I think the reason why twentysomethings are so fixated on age is because we feel a pressure to be a certain way at 23, at 25, at 29. There are all of these invisible deadlines with our careers and with love and drinking and drugs. I can’t do coke at 25. I need to be in a LTR at 27. I can’t vomit from drinking at 26. I just can’t! We feel so much guilt for essentially acting our age and making mistakes. We’re obsessed with this idea of being domesticated and having our shit together. It’s kind of sad actually because I don’t think we ever fully get a chance to enjoy our youth. We’re so concerned about doing things “the right way” that we lose any sense of pleasure in doing things the wrong way. Youth may be truly wasted on the young.
Why Do Twentysomethings Always Feel So Old | Ryan O’Connell (via kstewarts)

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My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I’m told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but it’s silver when it’s wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.
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yourveryfleshshallbeagreatpoem:

discoverynews:

Happy Birthday, Walt Whitman!

Love the earth and sun and the animals,despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,stand up for the stupid and crazy,devote your income and labor to others,hate tyrants, argue not concerning God,have patience and indulgence toward the people,take off your hat to nothing known or unknown,or to any man or number of men,go freely with powerful uneducated persons,and with the young, and with the mothers or families,re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,and dismiss whatever insults your own soul;and your very flesh shall be a great poem….  ~ Walt Whitman ~  (from the Preface to Leaves of Grass, 1855 edition)


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yourveryfleshshallbeagreatpoem:

discoverynews:

Happy Birthday, Walt Whitman!

Love the earth and sun and the animals,
despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
stand up for the stupid and crazy,
devote your income and labor to others,
hate tyrants, argue not concerning God,
have patience and indulgence toward the people,
take off your hat to nothing known or unknown,
or to any man or number of men,
go freely with powerful uneducated persons,
and with the young, and with the mothers or families,
re-examine all you have been told in school or church or in any book,
and dismiss whatever insults your own soul;
and your very flesh shall be a great poem….
 
 
~ Walt Whitman ~
 
 (from the Preface to Leaves of Grass, 1855 edition)

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