There Must Be Some Way Back To Love And Only Love

lanternhearted:

welcome to my predominantly women’s college, where we bond by cutting each other’s hair off for free

wait you did this too? last year my roommate and i cut each other’s hair whenever either of us needed a trim. i’m white and she’s black too, it wasn’t hard to learn each other’s hair type (which is why i don’t get why so many white hairdressers say that they can’t cut black hair-i’ve got the fine motor skills of a kindergartner snorting sleeping gas and i got it down). i think we both did a good job. no one could tell that my haircut wasn’t professionally done and her hairdresser said that i did a good job. i also know like 5 other simmons students who have cut each other’s hair. is this an unofficial school tradition? :P 

brightindie:

i wish i had a window seat with lots of pillows that i could sit in and drink tea and read books in and watch the rain in

(Source: indiedreams, via maybeimjustagirlinterrupted)

ofallingstar:

“Summer gathered in the weather, the wind had the proper touch, the breathing of the world was long and warm and slow. You had only to rise, lean from your window, and know that this indeed was the first real time of freedom and living, this was the first morning of summer.”

— Ray Bradbury, from Dandelion Wine (via luthienne)

(via la-petitefille)