airudite:

daisy by i am not Ana on Flickr.

airudite:

daisy by i am not Ana on Flickr.

Reblogged from locus
austellus:

R1-00 by kori song on Flickr.

austellus:

R1-00 by kori song on Flickr.

(Source: discuses)

Reblogged from d i s p o r u m

the-ruler-by-sam-winchesters-bed:

marauders4evr:

thatgirllaurennoel:

ellaalmighty:

i-am-mishafuckingcollins:

fckyeahkickthepj:

amarriageoftrueminds:

incipientt:

blinding-eclips:

freecocaine:

The pure fact that this doesn’t even need a title or a description or anything speaks volumes. I mean look at the number of notes this has. There are so few people who don’t recognize it. And the song itself just gives you chills. It’s so magical.

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^ THAT WAS MY EXACT REACTION 

I swear to fucking god tumblr if this is another fucking Spongebob pos-

Oh.

Oh…

i just.

WHY FUCKING WHY IM CRYING RN

I have serious trust issues because of this site, but this time I actually trusted you and… Wow.

So beautiful.

I swear if I’m about to be rickro—oh my….no….I wasn’t ready for this…I’m crying…

NO NO NO NOT THIS PLEASE GOD HAVE MERCY

(Source: alphageek2011)

Reblogged from [ Empty Spaces ]
disporum:

° by 333Bracket on Flickr.

disporum:

° by 333Bracket on Flickr.

Reblogged from d i s p o r u m
disporum:

° by 333Bracket on Flickr.

disporum:

° by 333Bracket on Flickr.

Reblogged from d i s p o r u m
slanting:

untitled by deepbreaths on Flickr.

slanting:

untitled by deepbreaths on Flickr.

(Source: slanting)

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Reblogged from &
When you’re young, thunderstorms seem scary. Like the sky is angry at you. But now that I’m older, something about its roar soothes me; it’s comforting to know that even nature needs to scream sometimes.
— (via c0ntemplations)
Reblogged from welcome home
tulipnight:

The Moon in the Cloud by Dragan* on Flickr.
Reblogged from Poof👐

I thought it was normal to want to feel wanted in a relationship. Am I just expecting too much? I don’t even know anymore.

Reblogged from The Greenies
After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security,
And you begin to learn that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child,
And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow’s ground is too uncertain for plans,
And futures have a way of falling down in mid-flight.
After a while you learn
That even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure…
That you really are strong,
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…
With every goodbye you learn.
— Veronica Shoffstall, “Comes the Dawn” (via larmoyante)
Reblogged from Larmoyante

vxpo:

Women and men should both know how to cook because neither feminism nor sexism are going to do shit for you when you’re hungry.

Reblogged from Motown
joslo:

untitled by she bana on Flickr.

joslo:

untitled by she bana on Flickr.