+ hearts +

Who gives his heart away too easily must have a heart
under his heart. -James Richardson

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more photos of kristin here.

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The heart under your heart
is not the one you share
so readily so full of pleasantry
& tenderness

it is a single blackberry
at the heart of a bramble
or else some larger fruit
heavy the size of a fist

it is full of things
you have never shared with me
broken engagements bruises
& baking dishes

the scars on top of scars
of sixteen thousand pinpricks
the melody you want so much to carry
& always fear black fear

or so I imagine you have never shown me
& how could I expect you to
I also have a heart beneath my heart
perhaps you have seen or guessed

it is a beach at night
where the waves lap & the wind hisses
over a bank of thin
translucent orange & yellow jingle shells

on the far side of the harbor
the lighthouse beacon
shivers across the black water
& someone stands there waiting

CRAIG ARNOLD

+ stop. +

So, I usually don't post too many photos of other photographers' work, but I stumbled across this and sat and stared at it for probably a solid four minutes. If it makes me think that hard, I should probably share it with you.

, originally uploaded by .neha..

Thank you, neha, for sharing.

+ here to stay. +

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more of this photo here.

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the danger of a broken heart is not the pain.
not the tears, or anger.
not the ache, not the loneliness,
not the quiet, the empty seat, the bed now much too big.

the danger of a broken heart is what we have to repair it with.
mistrust, hopelessness, faux comfort.
independence.
the oaths we take. what we swear to ourselves.
the danger is self-reliance.

the danger is that these stitches in our heart don't fall out.
that they are there to stay.
because they must.

the danger is that we know it isn't about love anymore.
and,
it isn't about how perfect we are in our world.
it's about how perfect we are in theirs.

the danger is that two became one.
and a half of one...
well.

half is not whole.

but now we must make it so.

+ tour of my bedroom +

somewhere between working and school i am attempting to decorate the new place. i thought i would post progress of my bedroom to make you all happy. :) not much, but i'll do more after i get some other things out of the way (breakfast).



[ painting more frames ]

[ getting things hung up, slowly ]

[ rain out my window ]

[ notes i leave for myself ]

+ this is how i feel today. +

+ the next print +

potential next print.


yes, or no?

+ questions+

What do you like to do?
Write. Sit in corners. Sit on the floor. Paint things, anything. Read. Take pictures. Edit them. Go thrifting. Decorate my home. Graphic/web design. Blog. Stalk people on Flickr. Go to the park. Buy things for people. Be outside, doing anything or nothing. Talk. Listen to people. Think. Make things. Swim. Travel. Explore. Make people laugh. Drive on freeways on summer nights. Listen to music really really loud. Lay out in the sun.

What're your favourite magazines?
Hi Fructose. Juxtapoz. ID. The Drama. Vogue. Nylon, occasionally.

What make up do you wear?
Mascara. Sometimes a bit of this + this. Sometimes a bit of this.

Where do you like to shop?
Thrift stores. Vintage shops. Anthropologie. Boutiques. Etsy.

What do you dream about?
Usually having to get a group of people out of a maze before someone gets us. Or just getting somewhere before someone gets us. Someone is always trying to get me.

How old are you?
21. 22 very soon. Too soon.

What's your favourite time of day?
Right when the sun comes up. And then at the hottest point of the day. :)

What are your favourite songs?
That's like asking me what my favorite color is. Good try! I listen to almost everything. Entirely depends on the day.

What are you addicted to?
Decorating. All my spare money and time goes to decorating. And money I don't have. And time I don't have. I'm also addicted to people. I think it's a problem. Also, flowers. I want flowers all the time. I never have enough.

+ ugh. +

how
do
you
love
someone



when
five
minutes
on
the
phone



makes
you
so
angry



and
so
hurt



you
almost
black
out

+ new art on etsy! +

laurennicolelove.etsy.com

+ growing up. +

i realized today:







there just might be a purpose for doing things in order.