My name is Bekki. Philosophy Graduate Student from UCLA, now at Long Beach State. Just trying to figure out this thing we call life. I love being happy, tattoos and things that blow your mind, hence the philosophy major. This is my way to express my feelings, the ones I can't put into words.
Hope you enjoy. If you don't, well, who really cares?
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Reblogged from non-existinguniverse
I would adore having a space like thisSHOOT. We’re getting a loft. I decided.
I would love to live in a loft
The yoga I would do here oh my god
I would do massive art pieces and hang them all over the walls and have mismatch furniture and play my records so loud like fuck man goals
Reblogged from did-you-kno
There are over 70 documented cases of transplant patients experiencing the same thoughts and feelings as their organ donors did in life. People report everything from craving the donors’ favorite foods, to inheriting their talents. It’s posed a theory that the cells in our body can store memories. Source