You can play it safe, and I wouldn’t blame you for it. You can continue as you’ve been doing, and you’ll survive, but is that what you want? Is that enough?
- J.M. Darhower, Sempre (via observando)


Anonymous asked:

You seem so free, I feel so trapped. How are you so free? Tell me your secrets. Take me with you on your journeys. My soul longs to be like yours.

wethinkwedream:

I am free because I trapped myself. You are your own prison, you hold the key that sets you free. Your soul would not long to be like mine if you have felt all that I have felt. I am here because of the pain I pushed through. Flower blooming through ashes. 


Having one of those cry yourself to sleep nights and the only thing that can calm me down is this guy… my little buddy Oscar from Bumbershoot. He may be small but he makes a great cuddle buddy.

Having one of those cry yourself to sleep nights and the only thing that can calm me down is this guy… my little buddy Oscar from Bumbershoot. He may be small but he makes a great cuddle buddy.

kittygoesnomnom:

what’s really amazing to me is that people are so afraid of body hair on women that even in a shaving commercial they won’t show a hairy leg. they demonstrate the razor by shaving a hairless leg. they show their product being completely useless instead of showing leg hair. it’s just crazy

(via psychedelicfoxes)


pureblyss:

jonsn:

i took this photo with a disposable camera.

^ The camera almost never matters. An amazing vision for the image matters.

pureblyss:

jonsn:

i took this photo with a disposable camera.

^ The camera almost never matters. An amazing vision for the image matters.

(Source: shitfilm, via waaia)

Often, when we have a crush, when we lust for a person, we see only a small percentage of who they really are. The rest we make up for ourselves. Rather than listen, or learn, we smother them in who we imagine them to be, what we desire for ourselves, we create little fantasies of people and let them grow in our hearts. And this is where the relationship fails. In time, the fiction we scribble onto a person falls away, the lies we tell ourselves unravel and soon the person standing in front of you is almost unrecognisable, you are now complete strangers in your own love. And what a terrible shame it is. My advice: pay attention to the small details of people, you will learn that the universe is far more spectacular an author than we could ever hope to be.
- Beau Taplin || The fiction of people.  

(Source: afadthatlastsforever, via daywalker-sleeptalker)


The purpose of life is to live it, to taste experience to the utmost, to reach out eagerly and without fear for newer and richer experience.
- Eleanor Roosevelt 

(Source: observando)