The Land of My Fair Kitten

I'm Becca. I'm 24 years young. Going to art school in Chicago.

This is just a blog of random shit; an archive of images, songs and videos so that my computer doesn't explode.

These are things that I find lovely, intriguing, inspiring, beautiful, mindful, amusing, ridiculous and wonderful.


Broken porcelain.

31DC2014 day 15: delicate

But why do I notice everything? She thought. Why must I think? She did not want to think. She wanted to force her mind to become a blank and lie back, and accept quietly, tolerantly, whatever came.

—Virginia Woolf, The Years  (via misselizabethbennets)

(Source: seabois, via mommylovestattoos)