Rain colliding carelessly with the silhouettes of the unknown, a piano forte sifting through my thoughts; my body drifting to slumber. How I have wished for days that peace would succumb me. Full bloomed roses lay at my head; the scent intertwined with soft keys of Debussy filling the barriers of my skin. One by one, my worries are plucked like a violin; swift but replaced with soothing strokes that lay easy on my mind. Tides of calm gently wash over my eyes as I sink further into bliss. Harmoniously my blood sings within me, rest assured that I shall wake come morning when every wary cell has been made young again. I bid farewell to my last care although I will see it soon. Goodnight heart, goodnight mind. Goodnight old, good morning new.
- a.e.o

sleepycleric:

ashleyjizzdale:

I just ride

I threw up a little.

best thang since apple pie

sleepycleric:

ashleyjizzdale:

I just ride

I threw up a little.

best thang since apple pie

(Source: honeybooboochick)

The difference
between being loved and being fucked
is I can’t remember how the first feels.
I come to bed quiet, kiss with my eyes closed,
hate how easily I touch you.


Find me the sweetest boy, with a heart
more hopeful than spun sugar on a hot day,
I will teach him the meaning of meaningless
nights. The whole time, every moment, wishing
he’d crack me open, rib by rib, to see
how I work. How I bleed.

- Clementine von Radics (via clementinevonradics)

(Source: clementinevonradics, via braiiinstew)


bvddhist:

openyourthird-eye:

baelaurel:

I picked a lot of garden things today

ॐfollow for good vibesॐ

Organic  // Spiritual  // Hippie

bvddhist:

openyourthird-eye:

baelaurel:

I picked a lot of garden things today

ॐfollow for good vibesॐ

Organic  // Spiritual  // Hippie 

(via haxel--princess)

I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go.
- F. Scott Fitzgerald (via feellng)

(via dreams-0f-an-ins0mniac)


I give because I know how it feels to want.
- (via delicately-disappearing)

(Source: gangbanger83, via delicately-disappearing)


midwest-dirt:

I want to hug this wet dog so hard

midwest-dirt:

I want to hug this wet dog so hard

(Source: kspencera, via heydarlin-doyougamble)

m-ooonn:

she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully

m-ooonn:

she sat in the water for like an hour, just staring at the water peacefully

(via sleepingwithlake)

woodendreams:

Crystal Mill, Colorado, US (by Jason Hatfield)

woodendreams:

Crystal Mill, Colorado, US (by Jason Hatfield)


Sometimes you meet someone, and it’s so clear that the two of you, on some level belong together. As lovers, or as friends, or as family, or as something entirely different. You just work, whether you understand one another or you’re in love or you’re partners in crime. You meet these people throughout your life, out of nowhere, under the strangest circumstances, and they help you feel alive. I don’t know if that makes me believe in coincidence, or fate, or sheer blind luck, but it definitely makes me believe in something.
- unknown  (via thatkindofwoman)

(Source: quozio.com, via rivur)


I want to make you feel so fucking happy that you forget every bit of sad in you
-

Nahilliam Truspear 

Everything you love is here

(via lovequotesrus)

Babe

(via touchmykittykat)

(Source: heaven-orlasvegas, via fuckity-fuck-fuckz)


hopelesshoping:

Knuckle Puck- Gold Rush (x)

hopelesshoping:

Knuckle Puck- Gold Rush (x)

(via reflexxtiion)