I used to live my life through backpacks and textbooks;
now i just hope for peace and quiet on the little island im from.

Campbell's Tomato Soup

allthetreesofthefield:

I lift up my eyes to the mountains—
    where does my help come from?
 My help comes from the Lord,
    the Maker of heaven and earth.

quedatelunademargarita:

Devendra and Ana make me happy.

This was never suppose to be
A love poem
But tonight I wrote down the contours of your body on lined paper.
You were never suppose to leave the corners of my mind
But yet you’re wrapped around my thoughts as if there’s a noose wrapped around my neck.
And tonight all I can see is your body; grey and red outline your sides but that might just be me losing consciousness.

It’s a funny thing coming home. Nothing changes. Everything looks the same, feels the same, even smells the same. You realize what’s changed is you.

— F. Scott Fitzgerald  (via fuckinq)

My first love
was some insignificant girl
when it should have been
myself.

Michelle K., First Love. (via asimetricna-vagina)

I destroyed my body for a peace of mind I never got.

— Unknown  (via m-i-l-a)

70years:

Eye Obsession by splattered_paint on Flickr.

Your body is the piece of the Universe you’ve been given.

— Geneen Roth  (via coyotegold)

lightsigh:

by Gerard Mursic

creativehouses:

Intimate Loft Bedroom with View of Italian Alps {More info and pics in Comments}

“She hopes for nothing except fine weather and a resolution. She wants to end properly, like a good sentence.”

- Zadie Smith

— (via famousestquotes)

weedsexdoses:

sunflower-hazee:

gottogethigher:

this is the best visual representation of acid i have ever seen

But seriously, it is. ^

This really does remind me of trippin

just-art:

Red by Blanc Lemur

just-art:

Saul by Armando Bravo

Artist: Tumblr / Behance

SH