snowflakes are people

It's sad, because I've only recently realized that every single human is unique and special. I've only just come to the realization that all people are different; nobody is the same as another, nobody is the same at all. It's quite sad that it's taken me this long to really appreciate the individuality of every single person in society. For a long, long time I've always clustered the "mainstream kids" into a conformist category, which is wrong. I disagree with conforming, but to me it's such a complicated topic. Like, when and when aren't you conforming? I guess it's mainly just an issue of altering yourself in order to be accepted into a singular clique or group or stereotype to the point where you aren't really being your true, authentic self. But at the same time change is good, and nobody should be afraid to change.

I'm really glad that I'm now able to appreciate the individuality of all people. I like noticing the way people's faces crinkle up when they laugh, how they stand, how they walk... everything. Not in a creepy way, but just in a way that like.... it's cool to notice the little, tiny, miniscule things people do that make them different from everyone else. The details about people are the things that make them fascinating. I guess sometimes it's easy to overlook these little details, but I think they deserve to be noticed and appreciated. 

“I’m not fascinated by people who smile all the time. What I find interesting is the way people look when they are lost in thought, when their face becomes angry or serious, when they bite their lip, the way they glance, the way they look down when they walk, when they are alone and smoking a cigarette, when they smirk, the way they half smile, the way they try and hold back tears, the way when their face says they want to say something but can’t, the way they look at someone they want or love… I love the way people look when they do these things. It’s… beautiful.”
-Clemence Poesy

you are flowers in my stomach
cutting me open nightly, blooming through 
the cracks of the ribs
i only want to be the sun for you.
-Elke River

perfect life. this is like the midnight diner excursion i plan to go on with my friends soon.

amazing amazing love love love love love

so incredible.

perfect life! music, guitar, pretty clothes.

i wanna find this place

beautiful beautiful beautiful beautiful

perfect journey

swampy wonders

magical fantastical

this needs to be my wallpaper

love love love

so simple and pretty

These are some of my favorite photos of all time. UGHHH I literally love them so much you don't even understand. I'm going to print them all out and cover my walls in them. I'm going to go watch a Stonehenge documentary now via youtube <3 enjoy winter


  1. These photos ARE really beautiful! I love them all! I love the vibes of this post, they're just kind of warm and nice.

  2. That poem at the start is one of the most beautiful things I have ever read. These pictures are amazing, I like the feel of them. Especially the girl with the crystal, wow! I wan that in my wall.

  3. agh these photos pretty much illustrate my mood lately.
    Also, on individuality, it can be pretty hard for me to not be so harsh on people my own age. I act like the only way someone can be truly unique is by being obvious about going against the grain. Everyone is different whether my crotchety personality wants to admit or not. Conformity really freaks me out. After I read Fahrenheit 451 for the first time I became really freaked out by the idea of massive conformity by technology. I mean,as much as I love thinkers like Emerson and Thoreau sometimes, even though they are such romantics, they tend to be well... stereotypical hipsters. (cringing because the word hipster pisses me off)
    wooops long comment.

    1. dude omg i know!! i used to force myself to dress insanely because i wanted to be seen as unique and different. and i thought i wouldn't be unique and different unless i was different from the mainstream side of things, and by different i mean like, completely polar. and like now that i dress more on the normal side and stuff i feel like i'm not really that unique or different anymore but i think i still am, because my interests and stuff are pretty different than that of my classmates. and omg dude, Fahrenheit 451 is a terrifying book. I read it in 8th grade, and what really sat with me most deeply was this whole metaphor about people who seem inadequate having the power to so easily destroy - a candle. And yeah I don't wanna try being unique I just wanna be unique. You know?

  4. I love the picture of the girl in the diner - great post

  5. i agree with you on the whole conforming thing and everyone being different. i also like the quotes you put in..


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