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The only way to respond when someone asks you “why do you write strong female characters.”

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micdotcom:

An archive of 13,000 classic concerts from legendary artists just hit YouTube

If you don’t have weekend plans, the 2,000 hours of pristine, classic concert footage just uploaded to YouTube in 13,000 videos is a good place to start.

Music Vault, which is a division of Wolfgang’s Vault (which sells music-related posters, apparel and photography, among other things), has been working on this massive video project for two years, gathering footage from a variety of venues and festivals across the past five decades. It’s an ongoing process, and there are more videos to come, but this first upload has suddenly opened some of the best concerts — historic moments once lost to anyone who wasn’t there — back up to the world. 

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sixpenceee:

Reddit user IMAMenlo found a handwritten note on an empty chair at the San Francisco Airport. It didn’t have anything except “read me” written on the outside. 

This is what it says:

recently left an emotionally abusive relationship.

After months of insults I wont repeat, false accusations, lies, delusions, broken mirrors, nightly battles…. I left. I know that I was being poisoned by each day that I stayed. So with a heavy heart, I left my lover of three years, knowing that I had already put it off too long. At first he begged, then he cursed, but eventually he paced his bags and faded out of my life like a bad dream.

For the first few weeks, my body seemed to reject this. For three years I had seen the world through him-colered glasses. I didn’t know who I was without him. Despite the kindness of friends and even strangers. I could not help feeling utterly alone.

But it was this sense of aloneness that set me free. Somewhere along the way, I let go. I released all of the painful memories, the names he had called me, the shards of him buried deep in my brain. I stopped believing the things he had made me think about myself. I began to see how extraordinary, breathtakingly beautiful life is. I meditated, drank too much coffee, talked to strangers, laughed at nothing. I wrote poetry and stopped to smell and photograph every flower. Once I discovered that my happiness depends only on myself, nothing could hurt me anymore.

I have found and continue to find peace. Each day I am closer to it than I was yesterday. I am a work in progress but I am full to the brim with gratitude and joy.

And so, since I have opened a new chapter in my life, I want to peacefully part with the contents of the last chapter. The end of my relationship was the catalyst for a wealth of positive changes in my life. It was a symbol, most importantly, it was an act of self-love. It was a realization that I deserved to be happy and I could choose to be. And so, in an effort to leave behind the things that do not help me grow, I am letting go of a relic from the painful past.

I wore this necklace-a gift from him-every day for over two years. To me, letting it go is a joyous declaration that I am moving forward with strength and grace and deep, lasting peace.

Please accept this gift as a reminder that we all deserve happiness. Whoever you are, and whatever pain you have faced, I hope you find peace.

Namaste,
Jamie

I hope this inspired/encouraged anyone going through the same thing to leave.  

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alliekitaguchi:

interrobangphan:

allthingshyper:

parenyzia:

okaybutihitanightfury:

touchyourblood:

A brief description using some familiar characters about how no one is ever, ever “asking for it”.

SO GOOD

THANK YOU

*REBLOGS SO HARD I THINK I BROKE SOMETHING*

I’ve reblogged this before and lost followers for it. So fuck you, I’m reblogging it again. 

Alice is seven. If you need to be told that she isn’t asking for it, seek psychological help immediately.”

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kvtes:

morning prayer with iced coffee, josh garrels, and my hammock.

"yet, Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay and you our potter: we are all the work of Your hand." // isaiah 64:7

kvtes:

morning prayer with iced coffee, josh garrels, and my hammock.

"yet, Lord, you are our Father; we are the clay and you our potter: we are all the work of Your hand." // isaiah 64:7

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death-vultures:

Sailor Jerry Tattoo Flash !!!

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elorablue:

misty forest by Zanthia on Flickr.

elorablue:

misty forest by Zanthia on Flickr.

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dayzaih:

☆ mermaids are real ☆

dayzaih:

☆ mermaids are real 

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simply-divine-creation:

In the morning when I rise, give me Jesus  » Short&Sweet Creative

simply-divine-creation:

In the morning when I rise, give me Jesus  » Short&Sweet Creative

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