One Discombobulated Kayaker

I'm a kayaker, a nerd, a amaturer photographer and a internet dweller. Bisexual too if you really want to know |HoH & APD|

[brandonscottherrell]

[idotravel]

adventure

[different-landscapes]

[regular-love]

[a-joyfuljourney]

[justanother-girl]

THE GREATEST TWEET OF ALL

[ohhaicody-deactivated20200724]

As if I didn’t already love him.

[dsxsbx]

[latenights]

dog

[w0lfwren]

whoop another wendla aesthetic cause i’m gay - please don’t repost or i’ll cry

[carodoodles]

Best headcanon of spiderman. Pass it on. 

[nastygall]

[tomhiddletson]

[niclasvonschedvin-blog]

[mlhphoto]

[conan-doyles-carnations]

‘In 1778, two Irish gentlewomen put on men’s clothing and ran away together.  Lady Eleanor Butler had received several offers of marriage but was determined to share her life with her friend Sarah Ponsonby. […] They spent the rest of their lives in a black and white house called Plas Newydd outside Llangollen, cultivating their garden, improving their minds and filling the house with clocks, cabinets and “whirligigs of every shape and hue”.  [They also had] a little dog called Sapho.’

[blottsandquill]

“Friend”

[lolita-princess]

They literally named their dog Sapho

[menpale]

Visit Switzerland

[gidimaagizi-deactivated20221021]

I hate and love long distance friendships so much. I hate them because when I have this sudden needing to hold them, to hug them, to do things with them, I remember the miles between us. I remember that they’re 1500 miles away. I remember we won’t be able to see each other in person for a long time, if we can get the money for it. I remember that they have other friends and other responsibilities. I remember they might not be able to talk all the time, or want to. Yet I love them, because we can learn about the other. We can grow stronger as human beings, together. I can learn all about them, about their feelings, about the little things about them, about how they see the world, how they see themselves, and why they are the way they are. We can be so close, even though we’re so very far. We can mold into one person even though we’ve never met in person before. We learn about their habits, and form the same ones. We help fix each other when the other is breaking down. We are there for the other, even though not physically. And all the bad things about long distance gets forgotten by the good. At the end of the day, all that matters is that you have them.

Long distance. (via nvmb-boy)