This is Tavi Gevinson's diary! It's so nice.

and then there is this post on Rookie about Tavi's friends mum's old diaries in this box!

The box that keeps it all together!

All her diaries over the years!

Little letters and stuff!

I really want to do this kind of thing. Wow it's great.

Oscar Wilde said

A man can be happy with any woman, as long as he does not love her.

A man who does not think for himself does not think at all.

A man's face is his autobiography. A woman's face is her work of fiction.

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

Always forgive your enemies - nothing annoys them so much.

An idea that is not dangerous is unworthy of being called an idea at all.

Conversation about the weather is the last refuge of the unimaginative.

Fashion is a form of ugliness so intolerable that we have to alter it every six months.

I am not young enough to know everything.

I never travel without my diary. One should always have something sensational to read in the train.

Illusion is the first of all pleasures.

It is absurd to divide people into good and bad. People are either charming or tedious.

Life is far too important a thing ever to talk seriously about.

Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.

Most people are other people. Their thoughts are someone else's opinions, their lives a mimicry, their passions a quotation.

One should always be in love. That is the reason one should never marry.

Only the shallow know themselves.

Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.

The good ended happily, and the bad unhappily. That is what fiction means.

The world is a stage, but the play is badly cast.

There is only one thing in life worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

True friends stab you in the front.

We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars.

Woman begins by resisting a man's advances and ends by blocking his retreat.

Women are made to be loved, not understood

I just found my new favourite website. Pinterest.

Where you post and "repin" photos. Bit like Tumblr, but not full of angsty teens reblogging quotes about their desolate love life.

I don't feel as bad as when I would reblog other peoples photos on Tumblr because Pinterest is meant for things that inspire you, not self promotion.

I have a page where I can post pictures of things I like to look at. How wonderful!

If you get one, please don't ruin it for me. I'm hesitant to tell anybody for the fear of it being poisoned and I once again have to tell people "oh no, I had it before anyone else did." (therefore making me sound like a pretentious idiot)

Could be one of the most heart-touching things I've ever read.

& It is very nice to be so in love. The concept of lonely does not exist to me. I'm so very lucky to have someone as brilliant as him.

“Must love decorating for holidays, mischief, kissing in cars, and wind chimes. no specific height, weight, hair color, or political affiliation required but would prefer a warm spirited non racist. cynics, critics, pessimists, and “stick in the muds” need not apply. voluptuous figures a plus. any similarity in look, mind set, or fashion sense to mary poppins, claire huxtable, snow white, or elvira wholeheartedly welcomed. i am dubious of actresses, fellons and lesbians but dont want to rule them out entirely. must be tolerant of whistling, tickle torture, james taylor, and sleeping late. i have a slight limp, eerily soft hands, and a preternatural love of autumn. i once misinterpreted being called a coal-eyed dandy as a compliment when it was intended as an insult. i wiggle my feet in my sleep, am scared of the dark, and think the Muppets Christmas Carol is one of the greatest films of all time. all i want is butterfly kisses in the morning, peanut butter sandwiches shaped like a heart, and to make you smile until it hurts.”
Matthew Gray Gubler, on his perfect woman.

This is so pretty and what I want my life to be like.

I saw this in a travel shop window one night. It's so amazing.

So fuck everyone, I'll move to the sixties and belong to blonde curls and short dresses.

Road trippin' with my two greatest allies

I swear I've posted this before. I'd like to be here.

And I'd like to do this.

And this.

"When ten human beings cram their bodies and belongings into a van and embark on a weeklong journey into the desert, you can be sure the trip will represent something slightly different for everyone: adventure, relaxation, or even a romance produced by lack-of-sleep.

But at least they can all agree on one thing: that Lifetime shoots will inevitably go as unplanned and strangers will soon become family.
Mixing poetry and music, this film tells the story of four kids whose desire to escape the daily grind results in a weeklong voyage into the red sands of Arizona.
Tired of work, with big dreams of play, our group is overcome by the longing for a new place to roam, jump, dance and camp out. This is Salazar’s vision of bliss, a portrait of the road and a love letter to the crazy adventures that Lifetime can’t help but attract"

Fuck. How I will love to spend the rest of my life making movies such as these.

I found this video, and this girl commented; "I might have just completely changed my opinions of marriage." And its so true, this video literally did change my opinion.

I never really thought marriage was a good idea. Well of course, when I was little I just perceived my life was going to be getting married and having children. And then one day I had an epiphany that not everyone gets married, not everyone has children, and some people choose to be that way. And then I got the idea what marriage was really horrible. I felt like it was a commitment that binded people together more forcefully than it should. So many adults I know get married and stay married just because they can't be bothered getting a divorce. And that is so terrible. I always tell myself that I'm never allowed to get stuck in a situation. I'm not allowed to be stuck because it's my life and I should live it happily, and obviously being stuck isn't making me happy.

But then you see videos like this one and I couldn't think of anything better than finding someone who you are so happy to spend the rest of your life with, and they never ever stop surprising you. And that is so fucking lovely.

And now, I'm legitimately conflicted. A lovely person once told me "I don't think you're against marriage, you just can't imagine it right now." And its probably true.

If I find someone who plays music to me, forever has new things to say, someone who understands, forever is fucking great then yeah I guess I'll get married. Maybe not legally.

But it will be like this and we'll have four children and two cats.

Emily makes me die. She doesn't know how great I think she is...

"Hey uni boy

So, I was wondering if you want to hang out?
We could go and get coffee, i’ll get the discount then we can sit there and discuss design till lunch time. Some days i’ll come to the door of your classroom, wait till you walk out then leap onto your back and it’ll make you smile. We could meander down the stairs holding hands and bumping each other the whole way down getting in the way other other people, but smiling the whole way through. One night we could go to the pub and get insanely drunk and somehow make our way home. In the summer we could listen to the tunes on the grass, i’ll meet your friends and you’ll meet mine. Out of the blue, i’ll push you into a corner one day, a rainy one, and kiss you then run away and watch you standing there shocked. I could sit on your lap and we could share tunes and blog like no ones business.

Just a thought, you know."

Cass Bird is probably my favourite photographer.

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday. Do one thing everyday that scares you.

Sing.

Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.

Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good. Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future. Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders. Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85. Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who supply it.

Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…

I wish someone thought I was truly amazing.

Yes! I love finding sources to pictures I've collected. I've had these photos saved to my computer for about a year or two and today found out who they're by! Alia Penner's art is amazing.