
Frida Kahlo (1907.07.06-1954.07.13)
This is the first time I’ve seen this picture and it’s so fucking powerful for me.

Frida Kahlo (1907.07.06-1954.07.13)
This is the first time I’ve seen this picture and it’s so fucking powerful for me.
actually, the more you know, the more you realize how little you know.
so that happened. wow. wow. uhm. how do I process this (I don’t, that’s how).
I’ve been admitted to a PhD program in Canada. I’m in. I could go there.
hah. it hasn’t really sunk in yet? I haven’t fully realized? and I don’t know if I’ll go because the stipend is – I don’t know if I can live off of that and there’s other factors but oh. my. god.
I have a PhD offer.
today in “the universe fucks with me”: getting notified that a decision about one of my PhD applications has been made, but still having to wait for the email with the actual outcome of the decision – @ Schrödinger, bloody fuckén fight me.
the stars know what we do but still watch us
submitted by @minasdude: I’m so happy that I got to do this
how, with all due respect, the absolute fuck did that happen
there comes a time where must let go of your horses, don’t hold them, enough is enough and now they’ve gotta run.
if you find bones in the forest, sit a bit and listen. they are old and have some good stories to tell. maybe they’ll teach you a spell or two, or explain where the water on our planet came from.
if you find bones by the ocean, run. don’t look back. run, faster, faster. the sea may love you but there are nights where she knows neither mercy nor science, and the bones warn you only once.
I accidentally deleted my own post so I hereby reblog it back to my blog. Proceed. Nothing to see here, especially not the bones that appeared in my flat corridor after the deletion and now have begun growing larger.