Ecdemomania

My walk told stories of places I've never been, but suddenly felt homesick for.

[aestum]

(by emmett_sparling)

[mirrorworld12]

How can you not see

the red tears of her golden words

written with the ash of a burning soul

shining so bright on the layers peeled

from a broken heart

How can you not see the dead

who sat in front of you for years

laughing at the words like life and pain

How can you not read the poems

written with a knife of love

all over her body

Or maybe you did

but

you were too busy in complaining

about the paper cuts that you got

while reading the story that

was never about her.

mirror

[ikwt]

Colorful Matterhorn | Ph: j.diegoph

[alecsgrg]

Fall in the Alps | ( by Niklas )

[perrfectly]

“I want to take good photos. Drink dark coffee. And travel the world.”

— Nina H. (via perrfectly)

[noctaeris]

[auto-destructeur]

[lsleofskye]

[lsleofskye]

[reckless-angel1988]

[mrestradas]

[emiliyavelinova]

[there-will-be-violence-deactiva]

[thezealotsblindfold]

[influenzare]

[booksqouted]

i don’t know what living a balanced life feels like when i am sad i don’t cry i pour when i am happy  i don’t smile i glow when i am angry  i don’t yell i burn

Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey (via booksqouted)

[regular-love]