thecatdogblog:

Nine years ago, Japanese photographer Miyoko Ihara began snapping pictures of the relationship between her grandmother and her odd-eyed white cat. Miyoko’s grandma Misao found the abandoned cat in a shed on her land and the pair have barely been apart since. Misao named the white cat “Fukumaru” in hope the “God of fuku (good fortune) comes and everything will be smoothed over like maru (circle)”. Fukumaru is always in Misao’s shadow whether she is farming her land, having a bath, eating or sleeping. Now nearly a decade later their friendship and adventures have been documented by Miyoko in a photo book called Misao the Big Mama and Fukumaru the Cat.

from the Telegraph



"A long time ago, when you were a wee thing, you learned something, some way to cope, something that, if you did it, would help you survive. It wasn’t the healthiest thing, it wasn’t gonna get you free, but it was gonna keep you alive. You learned it, at five or six, and it worked, it *did* help you survive. You carried it with you all your life, used it whenever you needed it. It got you out—out of your assbackwards town, away from an abuser, out of range of your mother’s un-love. Or whatever. It worked for you. You’re still here now partly because of this thing that you learned. The thing is, though, at some point you stopped needing it. At some point, you got far enough away, surrounded yourself with people who love you. You survived. And because you survived, you now had a shot at more than just staying alive. You had a shot now at getting free. But that thing that you learned when you were five was not then and is not now designed to help you be free. It is designed only to help you survive. And, in fact, it keeps you from being free. You need to figure out what this thing is and work your ass off to un-learn it. Because the things we learn to do to survive at all costs are not the things that will help us get FREE. Getting free is a whole different journey altogether."
Mia McKenzie, creator of Black Girl Dangerous, author of The Summer We Got Free (via yesdarlingido)





"

The survival happens slowly.

We forgive the oceans
for bringing us here,
and we forgive ourselves
for eroding and
leaving our own bodies
when we thought no one else
wanted them.
We turn the shipwrecks
into lessons instead of mistakes, and we move on like rivers
chasing something better.

We keep the dreams bigger than our failures.
We keep the dreams bigger
than what we lost along the way.
And we keep going
until the wars inside of us
turn into quiet ghosts
that don’t know how
to haunt us anymore.

"
— Y.Z, message in a bottle (via rustyvoices)

anatomytattoo:

oklahoma babes and their alice carrier tattoos.  healed rose on the right, fresh egg and flowers on the left.

anatomytattoo:

oklahoma babes and their alice carrier tattoos.  healed rose on the right, fresh egg and flowers on the left.


on a positive note, I have a letter in the mail to look forward to and I have a recording of Matt saying “I love you” on a voice recorder key chain thing…can we be any dorkier?

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For the next month I wont be hearing from Matt - maybe a text here and there. From skyping and reading to each other night to hardly speaking is unimaginable. September is going to be a lonely month.

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"Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made, or by dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused."
— Alan Cohen (via dirtyberd)
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