3:46pm humansofnewyork:

"My father left for war in 1992, and never came home. Our mother didn’t tell us he was dead for a long time. We just thought he was still fighting. But one day we were being extremely difficult, and she started crying, and said: "Please behave. I’m a single mother now. So I’m going to need you’re help."(Juba, South Sudan)
3:35pm "To avoid criticism, say nothing, do nothing, be nothing."

Aristotle (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

This is very Lao-Tzu of you, Mr. Artistotle.

3:35pm "It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on."

Nicholas Sparks (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

Nicholas Sparks said something relevant. I don’t like that.

3:34pm jesuisperdu:

henry taylor 
Where are my brothers keepers, 2008
[acrylic on canvas; 90” x 67”]
[best painting @ the group show, “New Image Painting” @ Shane Campbell Gallery]
3:33pm Look at that density.
3:01pm Today’s steal: $28 Fiorucci dress.
The brand’s gone under in the past decade, but … still better quality at that price than any shitty dress from XXI or H&M.
Anonymous: What happened in b.c. Canada?


There was a labour dispute between the public school teachers and the provincial government, so the teachers went on a full-scale strike starting June. The final week of the school year was cancelled as a result. They were supposed to settle negotiations over the summer, but they still can’t agree on anything, so school won’t start on September 2nd like it’s supposed to.

And from the looks of it, we don’t even know if they’ll ever reach an agreement because the last mediator they had just gave up on them lmao.

Wish I was in high school.

A few weeks/months off from institutionalized education never hurt anybody.


I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate,
Dear person I like,
Dear ex boyfriend,
Dear ex girlfriend,
Dear ex bestfriend,
Dear bestfriend,
Dear *anyone*,
Dear Santa,
Dear mom,
Dear dad,
Dear future me,
Dear past me,
Dear person I’m jealous of,
Dear person I had a crush on,
Dear girlfriend,
Dear boyfriend,
Dear [insert URL here],

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Frank Underwood reminds me of that purple bear in Toy Story 3. 

8:02pm "

Why is it that people are willing to spend $20 on a bowl of pasta with sauce that they might actually be able to replicate pretty faithfully at home, yet they balk at the notion of a white-table cloth Thai restaurant, or a tacos that cost more than $3 each? Even in a city as “cosmopolitan” as New York, restaurant openings like Tamarind Tribeca (Indian) and Lotus of Siam (Thai) always seem to elicit this knee-jerk reaction from some diners who have decided that certain countries produce food that belongs in the “cheap eats” category—and it’s not allowed out. (Side note: How often do magazine lists of “cheap eats” double as rundowns of outer-borough ethnic foods?)

Yelp, Chowhound, and other restaurant sites are littered with comments like, “$5 for dumplings?? I’ll go to Flushing, thanks!” or “When I was backpacking in India this dish cost like five cents, only an idiot would pay that much!” Yet you never see complaints about the prices at Western restaurants framed in these terms, because it’s ingrained in people’s heads that these foods are somehow “worth” more. If we’re talking foie gras or chateaubriand, fair enough. But be real: You know damn well that rigatoni sorrentino is no more expensive to produce than a plate of duck laab, so to decry a pricey version as a ripoff is disingenuous. This question of perceived value is becoming increasingly troublesome as more non-native (read: white) chefs take on “ethnic” cuisines, and suddenly it’s okay to charge $14 for shu mai because hey, the chef is ELEVATING the cuisine.


One of the entries from the list ‘20 Things Everyone Thinks About the Food World (But Nobody Will Say)’. (via crankyskirt)


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