perfect.

perfect.

It’s a crime scene. I called the cops.

It’s a crime scene. I called the cops.

the-doctors-sexiest-companion:

butter-fly-milk:

As a thanks for the 1,000 notes on my other post. [x]

i poked my screen for like 5 minutes and giggled like an idiot every single time. 

the-doctors-sexiest-companion:

butter-fly-milk:

As a thanks for the 1,000 notes on my other post. [x]

i poked my screen for like 5 minutes and giggled like an idiot every single time. 

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Ludzie, moim zdaniem, mają dwie twarze. Jedną na ulicy, w pracy, w kinie, w autobusie czy w samochodzie. To jest twarz - na Zachodzie musi być - człowieka energicznego. Twarz człowieka, któremu się powiodło lub powiedzie się za chwilę, twarz, którą wypada mieć na zewnątrz, kiedy się spotyka obcych ludzi. I drugą, prawdziwą.
Krzysztof Kieślowski, Autobiografia (via ineedthatseat)

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I agree.

I agree.

I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.

Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.

So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.

Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.

Make your mistakes, next year and forever.

Mockingjay.

Mockingjay.

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