Some lovely glorious nothing did I see.

End of sentence. Full stop.

[observando]

[tall-deactivated20131130]

Socializing is as exhausting as giving blood. People assume we loners are misanthropes just sitting thinking, ‘Oh, people are such a bunch of assholes,’ but it’s really not like that. We just have a smaller tolerance for what it takes to be with others. It means having to perform. I get so tired of communicating.

Anneli Rufus 

[pureblyss]

Most of us have, at one point, uttered this word. Perhaps under our breath, as a whisper, fading into the nitrogen of the air. Or written down on a piece of paper, ink bleeding into the organic fibers of the parchment. Some of us have even screamed this word, a desperate plea, an extended promise, one hand outreached, impatient for another. Some of us have weaved this word into lullabies; some have murmured it between tears and midnight kisses. ‘Stay.’

[fuckyeahabandonedplaces]

[mel-melrose]

[misswallflower]

“The Wildflowers of Death Valley” by Maciek Jasik

[tarynkent]

todos santos 🌵 (at Todos Santos, Baja California Sur)

[mysharona1987]

Woman does not emerge from a man’s rib’s, not ever, it’s he who emerges from her womb.

Nizar Qabbani (via expeditum)

[crimson-and-clover]

[angeladeane]

[generic-art]

[thriftedrose]

i had a calm morning, it is rainy today and i’m really loving it

[skatedistrict]

Rush Creek, Indian Heaven Wilderness, WA. June 26.

[upclosefromafar]

~My Hidden Nirvana~

[withoutyourwalls]

Tracey Emin, Birds 2012 London Olympic Print, 2011

[misswallflower]

[travelingcolors-deactivated2020]

[cuntamination]