vincereauimori:

mrsmelchiorgabor:

the year is 2053. a girl lays on her bed wearing vintage ugg boots. ‘I was born in the wrong generation’ she sighs as she listens to taylor swift and cries over a one direction poster.

some kids are actually gonna be like this you do realize that

SHAME
SHAME
SHAME

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life:

Unsettling photographs taken inside a psychiatric hospital in 1938.

Caption from LIFE. “Continuous-flow bath is the best method for calming excited mental cases. With their bodies greased, the patients can remain in the baths for hours, gradually fall asleep.”

(Alfred Eisenstaedt—Time & Life Pictures/Getty Images)

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brachiotomy:

So I went to Goodwill today and

Good[marketing strategy]will

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There’s so much love stuff all over the interwebs. Really. It’s ridiculous. My single heart just can’t take it.

JK. I actually am okay with being single right now, which is super weird for me. Mostly because I just feel very comfortable that at the right time, some wicked awesome guy will come along and be perfect and things. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=acYDNlMYAaI) I have time to keep thinking that. However, all this frou frou nonsense made me think about what love actually is to me. Romantic love, marriage love, the between-two-people kind. Here’s a list, so that when I do start dating again, I can just send the guy a link on Facebook, and cut out a few weeks of dating - straight to this excellence (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dn2r11gYShM):

-Being comfortable in silence. Knowing each other well enough that you don’t have to talk all the time and that quality time can frequently just be their presence.

-In the same vein, doing things together most of the time. Most IS a key word there.

-Not fighting. Arguing, perhaps. Bickering, teasing, etc., yeah, whatever. Fighting? NO. Some clarification of terms:
Arguing - providing logical reasoning for a standpoint and comparing the two different standpoints. Compromise preferred. Frustration optional.
Bickering - being a whiney little b**** because you just can sometimes, but both parties know that it’ll be over very quickly, and it’s not their fault.
Teasing - sarcastic fun poking that isn’t harmful.
Fighting - yelling, physically harming, taking the low road verbal attack wise, etc. THIS IS A BAD THING IT HURTS YOU AND YOUR KIDS JUST FREAKING DON’T DO IT OKAY

-Pitching in with housework and children and such cause you love them. Not saying “no” and sitting on the couch cause it’s “not your job”. If you both get things done quickly, then there’s time left over for other things to which TV can’t compare. ;) (Obviously bike riding in the park, get your mind out of the gutter.)

-Trying reasonably to look good.
(But also being okay with both of you looking like C.R.A.P. - because that’s allowed to happen. And will happen.)

-*Insert large amounts of virtual food here because we all know food is made with love. Especially cookies and bread. Also the recipe for a Krabby Patty, which explicitly includes a cup of love.*

-Babying that kid like, well, a baby, when they’re sick. By both people. None of this, “Oh, my dear lady friend, you must get over it when you’re really sick, but when I get a tiny cold, the entire world will just have to stop.”

-With that one, offering a warning when you’re on your period. And not getting offended when she’s on her period. Just buy some ice cream and lay low for a week. It’s much easier that way, promise.

-Hugs. No more explanation needed on that one. I <3 hugs. They’re pretty much the greatest display of affection. That and holding hands. Does that sound like a twelve year old said it? Oh yeah, I don’t care. Because I’ve seen some of the most adorable adult couples in the world participating frequently.

-Caring about what your object of affection cares about. You don’t have to know anything about it, or enjoy it really, but don’t put them down over it. Acknowledge their love for it. BOTH WAYS. It’s very hard to care about things you have very little interest in when you don’t have someone doing the same for you.

-Lots of other specific things, that would just make this post drag on. :)

TL;DR - Focusing on the other person, knowing/caring about their needs/wants, food, physical touch.
Simple enough, right?

Love (haha, yeah, had to do it),
Moriah

****Please excuse my frequent YouTube video placement. I’m having a movie reference kinda day.

Except not really an ode. Because there’s no way in the Secret Garden that I’m going to write poetry with looming AP exams.

I write this because I realized on the way home from Food Lion that grocery shopping (with a reasonable amount of money) is truly one of my favorite things to do in this world. Some people like clothes shopping - and I do sometimes too - but clothes JUDGE YOU. People in the store judge you for your choices. You judge yourself for how you look AND your choices. Food don’t judge, friends.

Well. You may get some judgment from others if you buy thirteen gallons of Blue Bunny. But then you can forget about that while you butter pecan your sorrows away.

Anyway, speaking of junk food, that’s not what I buy for my enjoyment purposes (no, I buy other things (;). When at fast food places, I’m more like Blue Bunny girl, but in grocery stores that have a freaking rainbow of plant reproductive organs, that’s what I go for.

A. It’s super cheap. Calorie to cent wise, yes, food stamp researchers, junk food IS cheaper, but volume and nutrition to cent wise? SO MUCH DEAL COMES FROM FRESH THINGS.
B. Because of A, I can buy a lot. Which makes me haaaappppyyy. I came home today (on $21.47) with a bag of large shrimp, 4 kiwis, 4 Roma tomatoes, about a quarter of a cabbage head (they gave it to me free cause I wanted what other people ripped off muahaha), a yellow squash, 2 zucchini, pad thai noodles and seasoning, a red bell pepper, many bean sprouts, sliced baby bella mushrooms, and joy. With some pasta and such I have at home, I have minimum 10 servings of food. Don’t even tell me college kids have to eat ramen. They only have to eat ramen if all they know how to work is a microwave. Which makes college meal plan pricing very clearly a pile of BS that I will not continue after freshman year.

See? Simple things. I, Moriah Murray, derive great pleasure out of selecting fruits and vegetables. Meats, cheeses and dairy too. (A guy actually asked me to help him pick a lime tonight because he said I looked like I knew what I was doing, perusing all that fruit hahaha. He’d never done it before, apparently.) Having simple decisions that really have no negative consequences and can only bring positives is the most soothing thing ever, especially now that people (very much including me) are having to run themselves dry with tough decisions.

I also enjoy sitting in the aisles of Books a Million just smelling the paper, where I found a book in which a man wrote down things that made him happy for some ridiculous amount of time. Many years. Every day. And it was awesome, because they weren’t like “ohoho, I enjoy my frequent vacations to my private island”, they were things like argyle sweaters and, well, the smell of paper.

So, revelation to me in the driver’s seat of a Chevy Tahoe (which I am not getting in the future, so loud) that I will share with you: don’t dread everyday things like buying food, doing laundry, etc. They’re so much more fun when you want to be there, and are singing while you do them.

XOXO and Stuff,
Moriah

Altering it to make a trapeze hem. Might also have to make it short sleeved cause my arms are too thick for the long ones. :( #wrongshoes #rightdress #thoselegsthough

#senior #prom #dress #under4dollars #artdecofeelin #thanksgoodwill #nofilter

Never before has a Spotify ad been more excellent. I am so glad I got to hear this beauty.
….
BEAUTY