the world is a good place, in certain lighting.

vibes-ca:

Guys. The sky.

vibes-ca:

Guys. The sky.

(via plantgranny)

(Source: stereocolours, via vogue-hearts)

cabinology:


Anon., USA, ca. 1913, postcard, © Fine Vernacular Photography +

That’s about how I feel about it too.

cabinology:

Anon., USA, ca. 1913, postcard, © Fine Vernacular Photography +

That’s about how I feel about it too.

(via wrongwaykid)

vortexclothing:

Alexandra Lonnback for VORTEX CLOTHING
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Sleepless:

The first appearance of the morning sun slept across the walls and sheets of my quiet room. Weightless dusts decorate the silence in frozen time.
Little does the world within this room know the chaos that’s inside me. I didn’t sleep, yet somehow the sheets have wrinkled through the night. The thoughts endlessly swirl around my mind in thunderous waves, yet the silence dances on around me. My heart sends bursts of murderous thuds through my chest, yet the sun sleeps perfectly in utter content. I’m in chaos and everything’s is in order.

—   jenn satsune (via ohsatsune)

(via zodiacsociety)


Nyam- Osoryn Tsultem
Ensemble of the Clouds
1977

“My grandfather always said that living is like licking honey off a thorn.”

—   Louis Adamic  (via likesbears)

(Source: wordpainting, via likesbears)

artvevo:

"I don’t give a damn what men find attractive. It’s unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same"
Pulp Fiction, 1994

artvevo:

"I don’t give a damn what men find attractive. It’s unfortunate what we find pleasing to the touch and pleasing to the eye is seldom the same"

Pulp Fiction, 1994

(Source: artfucker1996, via likesbears)