Not All Who Wander Are Lost

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Just pictures that inspire and some rants to keep me sane.

"Love is so short, forgetting is so long."
Pablo Neruda (via observando)
— 2 days ago with 1051 notes

the past has just been burned.

— 3 days ago
zodiacchic:

ZodiacChic Post:Scorpio

zodiacchic:

ZodiacChic Post:Scorpio

— 3 days ago with 780 notes
"Everybody has someone who loves them. Even when you don’t feel like it, even when you feel so alone. Everyone has someone who loves them, and they love and care for you so much."
A stranger who didn’t know how badly I needed to hear this (via anditslove)

(via onepioneer)

— 3 days ago with 659 notes

mahn1gga:

trying to pick out a wedgie in public

image

(via ruinedchildhood)

— 3 days ago with 81631 notes
"

marry me.
let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor
when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.
we can go to the movies and sit in the back row
just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.

marry me.
we’ll paint the rooms of our house
and get more paint on us than the walls.
we can hold hands and go to parties we end up
ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub.

marry me.
and slow dance with me in our bedroom
with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
let me love you forever.
marry me.

"
Unknown (via perfect)

(Source: whisperingbones, via lost--with--you)

— 3 days ago with 277192 notes

lonelygiraffe17:

Trusting people is becoming hard

Keeping my grades up is becoming hard

Feeling pretty is becoming hard

Thinking happy thoughts is becoming hard

Doing work is becoming hard

Maintaining a friendship is becoming hard

Doing everything is becoming hard and I don’t like it

(via onepioneer)

— 3 days ago with 252710 notes
handslikesheds:

Your lips taste like nicotine
And I know smoke has filled your lungs
But that’s okay
Because I can still find galaxies in your eyes
And I feel content
At the sight of those stars 
And when your hand reaches mine
I feel flowers grow in my ribcage 
And I feel butterflies flutter and bump against my stomach 
And that’s okay
Because I’m okay
And we’re okay.

handslikesheds:

Your lips taste like nicotine
And I know smoke has filled your lungs
But that’s okay
Because I can still find galaxies in your eyes
And I feel content
At the sight of those stars
And when your hand reaches mine
I feel flowers grow in my ribcage
And I feel butterflies flutter and bump against my stomach
And that’s okay
Because I’m okay
And we’re okay.

(Source: angry-plant, via trust)

— 4 days ago with 36174 notes