Hazelnut raisin bread, ciabatta, bagels and wholegrain buns.

Hazelnut raisin bread, ciabatta, bagels and wholegrain buns.

Vegetarian pizza on tomato dough

Vegetarian pizza on tomato dough

lilyyfrausto:

Dylan O’Brien 

lilyyfrausto:

Dylan O’Brien 

artisont:

Georgia O’KeeffeMusic, Pink and Blue No. 21918
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artisont:

Georgia O’Keeffe
Music, Pink and Blue No. 2
1918

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(Source: icanread)

lookatthislittlething:

vanilla-cloudberry:

Animal “cling rings” by Japanese artist Jiro Miura (“Count Blue”).

More here!

Photo source: vsemart.com

OH MY GOD YOU GUYS

I don’t know if I want them all or are terrified by them.

Self-made vegetarian pizza.

Self-made vegetarian pizza.

Vegetarian plate.

Vegetarian plate.

dozydozy:

Found this in the loo

dozydozy:

Found this in the loo

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Shepherd’s pie and green asparagus.

Shepherd’s pie and green asparagus.

Janelle Monae

Janelle Monae

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huffingtonpost:

People have offered many potential explanations for this discrepancy, but this ad highlights the importance of the social cues that push girls away from math and science in their earliest childhood years.

Watch the powerful Verizon advertisement to really understand what a little girl hears when you tell her she’s pretty.

(Source: youtube.com, via dermischa)

Tomato soup with clotted cream and a savoury bun.

Tomato soup with clotted cream and a savoury bun.

Seeing someone read a book you love is seeing a book recommend a person.

writeworld:

Writer’s Block
A picture says a thousand words. Write them.

At least my last words to you were sweet. I admitted to how I missed you, how I longed for your touch, your kisses, your voice on my skin. How the world is brighter when you are around, how there is more music in the air and happiness in strangers’ smiles. 
How I loved you. I swallowed my fear, my anger, my desperate need to protect you and keep you in my bed to keep the world from touching you. Because you were never fond of selfish words, I let the world take you, splatter you over its skin. 
I love you. I love you. That these may be the last words you hear.

writeworld:

Writer’s Block

A picture says a thousand words. Write them.

At least my last words to you were sweet. I admitted to how I missed you, how I longed for your touch, your kisses, your voice on my skin. How the world is brighter when you are around, how there is more music in the air and happiness in strangers’ smiles. 

How I loved you. I swallowed my fear, my anger, my desperate need to protect you and keep you in my bed to keep the world from touching you. Because you were never fond of selfish words, I let the world take you, splatter you over its skin. 

I love you. I love you. That these may be the last words you hear.