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erospainter:

"Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it." 
— Ray Bradbury

erospainter:

"Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get. Life should be touched, not strangled. You’ve got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it."
— Ray Bradbury

— 2 days ago with 22 notes

writersblockbuster:

Palais Garnier opera house in Paris

Photography by Jessica Halida (flickr)

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erospainter:

Love this brillant she was if you are to old or young google this way to wise woman
and you will get a crash course in life  and living in reading her brillant mind and wonderdul books she published
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"If I had my life to live over…

Someone asked me the other day if I had my life to live over would I change anything.

My answer was no, but then I thought about it and changed my mind.

If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I’d have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.

I would have eaten popcorn in the “good” living room and worried less about the dirt when you lit the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would have burnt the pink candle that was sculptured like a rose before it melted while being stored.

I would have sat cross-legged on the lawn with my children and never worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television … and more while watching real life.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband which I took for granted.

I would have eaten less cottage cheese and more ice cream.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the Earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for a day.

I would never have bought ANYTHING just because it was practical/wouldn’t show soil/ guaranteed to last a lifetime.

When my child kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now, go get washed up for dinner.”

There would have been more I love yous … more I’m sorrys … more I’m listenings … but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it … look at it and really see it … try it on … live it … exhaust it … and never give that minute back until there was nothing left of it.” 
— Erma Bombeck (Eat Less Cottage Cheese and More Ice Cream: Thoughts on Life from Erma Bombeck)

erospainter:

Love this brillant she was if you are to old or young google this way to wise woman
and you will get a crash course in life and living in reading her brillant mind and wonderdul books she published
=================

"If I had my life to live over…

Someone asked me the other day if I had my life to live over would I change anything.

My answer was no, but then I thought about it and changed my mind.

If I had my life to live over again I would have waxed less and listened more.

Instead of wishing away nine months of pregnancy and complaining about the shadow over my feet, I’d have cherished every minute of it and realized that the wonderment growing inside me was to be my only chance in life to assist God in a miracle.

I would never have insisted the car windows be rolled up on a summer day because my hair had just been teased and sprayed.

I would have invited friends over to dinner even if the carpet was stained and the sofa faded.

I would have eaten popcorn in the “good” living room and worried less about the dirt when you lit the fireplace.

I would have taken the time to listen to my grandfather ramble about his youth.

I would have burnt the pink candle that was sculptured like a rose before it melted while being stored.

I would have sat cross-legged on the lawn with my children and never worried about grass stains.

I would have cried and laughed less while watching television … and more while watching real life.

I would have shared more of the responsibility carried by my husband which I took for granted.

I would have eaten less cottage cheese and more ice cream.

I would have gone to bed when I was sick, instead of pretending the Earth would go into a holding pattern if I weren’t there for a day.

I would never have bought ANYTHING just because it was practical/wouldn’t show soil/ guaranteed to last a lifetime.

When my child kissed me impetuously, I would never have said, “Later. Now, go get washed up for dinner.”

There would have been more I love yous … more I’m sorrys … more I’m listenings … but mostly, given another shot at life, I would seize every minute of it … look at it and really see it … try it on … live it … exhaust it … and never give that minute back until there was nothing left of it.”
— Erma Bombeck (Eat Less Cottage Cheese and More Ice Cream: Thoughts on Life from Erma Bombeck)

— 2 days ago with 20 notes

italiham:

you know what i think you need

image

a shark wearing a maids outfit

you’re welcome

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falsepalindrome:

honey-andtar:

cjwho:

Treehouse, Atlanta, USA by Peter Bahouth | via

Architect Peter Bahouth built a series of houses in the trees connected by wooden bridges in Atlanta. Inspired by his love for nature and his childhood memories of boyhood treehouses, environmentalist Peter Bahouth created this grown-up fort in his Atlanta backyard. The three rooms of this treehouse have been named ‘Mind,’ ‘Body’ and ‘Spirit’ by its owner. A suspension bridge connects the living room to the bedroom that includes a platform bed which slides out for a better view of the tree canopy.

Photography: Lindsay Appel

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This is such a dream, oh my godddd.

brittlackey
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falsepalindrome:

YES.

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falsepalindrome:

darkinternalthoughts:

theroomatthebottomofthestairs:

daddyslittleflame:

untitled ( by little relax bear ♥ )

Lololol oh wow - a little family of strange wee creatures - love it

Totoro overload!

brittlackey

Ermgherd

falsepalindrome:

darkinternalthoughts:

theroomatthebottomofthestairs:

daddyslittleflame:

untitled ( by little relax bear ♥ )

Lololol oh wow - a little family of strange wee creatures - love it

Totoro overload!

brittlackey

Ermgherd

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falsepalindrome:

astrangejoy:

tastefullyoffensive:

Pugception [marksingletree]

Eeeeena

Oh gawd this is terrifying but amazing. That pug shares my feels.

falsepalindrome:

astrangejoy:

tastefullyoffensive:

Pugception [marksingletree]

Eeeeena

Oh gawd this is terrifying but amazing. That pug shares my feels.

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HARRY POTTER SPELLS: a summary

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erospainter:

to all my dear folowers on tumblr and those who have the courage to send me a note or email me on Yahoo on my email account


so here is my take on it all…
my main commen..do not play some silly coy game of subtle inneundo and
obscure flirty commentary
be clear if you have gone through the pre filtraation process on your emaiing strategy

and whatever other baggage filters you have
then just be clear and tell the guy or girl what you want to happen based on the email you send
do not leave this to the other person to decipher please
life and choices are many’
seize the day
and on that note..

Don’t exist.
Live.
Get out, explore…find someone onlive who jazzes you tell him/her
Thrive.
Challenge authority. Challenge yourself.
Evolve.
Change forever.
Become who you say you always will. Keep moving. Don’t stop. Start the revolution. Become a freedom fighter. Become a superhero. Just because everyone doesn’t know your name doesn’t mean you dont matter.
Ask yourself tonight on tumblr…Are you happy? Have you ever been happy? What have you done today to matter? Did you exist or did you live? How did you thrive?
Become a chameleon-fit in anywhere. Be a rockstar-stand out everywhere. Do nothing, do everything. Forget everything, remember everyone. Care, don’t just pretend to. Listen to everyone. Love everyone and nothing at the same time. Its impossible to be everything,but you can’t stop trying to do it all.

It’s time to be aggressive. You’ve started to speak your mind, now keep going with it, but not with the intention of sparking controversy or picking a germane fight. Get your gloves on, it’s time for rebirth. There IS no room for the nice guys in the history books.

Live your life the coolest thing in the world is that the internet allows this generation to find yiur soul mate not in your home town or college but anywhere in the world ..so what are you waiting for? THIS IS THE START OF A REVOLUTION. THE REVOLUTION IS YOUR LIFE. THE GOAL IS YOUR LONG TERM HAPPINESS………………. TAKE NO PRISONERS. HOLD NO SOUL UNACCOUNTABLE, ESPECIALLY NOT YOUR OWN. IF SOMETHING DOESN’T HAPPEN, IT’S YOUR FAULT.
Make this moment your reckoning. Your head has been held under water for too long and now it is time to rise up and take your first true breath.
Do everything with exact calculation, nothing without meaning. Do not make careful your words, but make no excuses for what you say. Fuck em’ all. Set a goal for everyday and never be tired. till you fnd the one who is meant to be yours..then all I ask in return is that you circle back and send me an email and tell me about your happy ever after story..deal?

I am a dominant with a deep romatic streak so that appeals to me

Happy Labor Day Weekend
Sir Erospainter

— 2 days ago with 25 notes
airali-p:

But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

airali-p:

But while you debate half empty or half full
It slowly rises, your love is gonna drown

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