بين منطوق لم يقصد و مقصود لم ينطق تضيع الكثير من المحبة
Khalil Gibran
translation: “Between what is said and not meant / And what is meant and not said/ Most of love is lost.”
(via thelovejournals)
The Bowery Presents
occasionally subtle
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

roma★
Cosimo Galluzzi
The Bright Sessions

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bliss lane
Phantogram Three
Claire Keane
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
The Stonewall Inn
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH

❣ Chile in a Photography ❣
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Product Placement
NASA
tumblr dot com
Fieri Frames

Origami Around

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@effervescent-everafter
بين منطوق لم يقصد و مقصود لم ينطق تضيع الكثير من المحبة
Khalil Gibran
translation: “Between what is said and not meant / And what is meant and not said/ Most of love is lost.”
(via thelovejournals)
And it’s strange, all the things that I’ve run from Are the things that completeness could come from
And then my soul saw you and it kind of went, ‘Oh, there you are. I’ve been looking for you.’
Iain Thomas (via naturaekos)
I plant roots so deeply in the people I love that I always lose a piece of myself when they go.
Beau Taplin (via thelovejournals)
Those great whites, they have big teeth Oh, they bite you Thought you said that you would always be in love But you’re not in love no more
“People always say love is a feeling,” he says to me, “but it’s not. It’s a choice.” “How do you mean?” I look puzzled, and he cracks a smile. “Because. You may feel ‘in love’ when things are great. Everyone does. What about when things get bad? Whether or not you choose to stay. It’s what makes love a choice.” And he was right, I thought. That’s how I knew I loved him even though he loved someone else.
- Excerpt from a book I’ll never write (via nefariousluminescence)
She doesn’t know how she came to be like this, how she ended up here. She only remembers the way she used to be – wild and reckless. Bold and unapologetic.
Lang Leav // The Girl She Was (via infpisme)
Some nights I wish I could go back in life. Not to change shit. Just to feel a couple things twice.
(via cherry-slushie)
How do you get so empty? Who takes it out of you?
Ray Bradbury. Fahrenheit 451 (via thequotejournals)
I’m beginning to recognise that real happiness isn’t something large and looming on the horizon ahead but something small, numerous and already here. The smile of someone you love. A decent breakfast. The warm sunset. Your little everyday joys all lined up in a row.
Beau Taplin (via themotivationjournals)
Daughter- Love