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choplogik:

Are you cursed with only two hands, but have more than two things to carry? Fret no more, dear reader! ‘Rainbow Vision’ tote bags to the rescue!These locally-sewn, silkscreened & handpainted bags will free up your hands to open doors for old ladies, high-five passersby, eat ice cream AND pet kittens! Wazam! The rainbow power contained within is permanent & washable, too!Available now over at http://choplogik.org!

choplogik:

Are you cursed with only two hands, but have more than two things to carry? Fret no more, dear reader! ‘Rainbow Vision’ tote bags to the rescue!
These locally-sewn, silkscreened & handpainted bags will free up your hands to open doors for old ladies, high-five passersby, eat ice cream AND pet kittens! Wazam! The rainbow power contained within is permanent & washable, too!
Available now over at http://choplogik.org!

heavylightst:

Yes, that’s a Canada Goose walking down the middle of my street.

heavylightst:

Yes, that’s a Canada Goose walking down the middle of my street.

Who is the fairest of them all? @johnnytremendous  (Taken with instagram)

Who is the fairest of them all? @johnnytremendous (Taken with instagram)

johnnytremendous:

I ran into an old wallet I made and sold its sister today.  They make a fine pair.

Wallets that make a statement with every purchase.

johnnytremendous:

I ran into an old wallet I made and sold its sister today.  They make a fine pair.

Wallets that make a statement with every purchase.

(via sataniclovemachine)

Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes, just ­sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.

—Anneli Rufus (via itisnotthejediway)

(Source: airplanes, via itisnotthejediway)

I am convinced that most people do not grow up… We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow old. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as Magnolias.

—Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter (via charmaineolivia)

(Source: growing-orbits, via charmaineolivia)