[myobsessiontrees]

Land of Fireflies

[forestgreenlesbian]

A gigantic pomegranate in the Little and Lewis sculpture garden; flanking the sculpture is the glaucus foliage of honey bush (Meliathus major), bold leaves of a banana (Musa), bronze foliage and yellow flowers of Lysimachia ciliata ‘Purpurea’, and scarlet flowers of Crocosmia ‘Lucifer’. Photographs by Terry Moyemont

[postmodernjpg]

Kumpula botanic garden, Helsinki, Finland

[papyrussuggestions-archive]

YOU CAN MAKE IT!! YOU DO NOT HAVE TO DO THE WHOLE JOURNEY AT ONCE!! JUST DO THE NEXT STEP!

[expressions-of-nature]

[inkskinned]

are you restless or are you just looking for a home that finally feels like resting

[homietwt]

[wheredoesthegoodgo]

how-to-give-yourself-a-pep-talk-101

[antoninguillot-deactivated20220]

[thundergrace]

[ilikepipecleanerswitheyes]

‘game of thrones’ cast hating their own show for twenty seconds straight

[leorio-deactivated20190528]

Syd in Do U Wrong by Leven Kali (ft. Syd)

[wahtdahel-blog]

never forget when Beyoncé’s camera man started doing her choreography

[naomimoon]

[soulsorting-deactivated20190722]

Is it just me or is everyone experiencing people from their past (literally) pop back in to check-up or reveal how your energy nurtured them?

[you-are-another-me]

[humansofnewyork]

“Something happened the second year of college.  I grew very hard on myself.  I became sad, and disappointed, and angry.  But then I met a girl, the first I’d ever been with.  And everything was postponed for a while.  I felt energized.  I was even doing my homework.  But now we’ve broken up, and I’m having to face all the stuff that the relationship allowed me to ignore.  I’m overthinking everything: ‘What should I do?  What shouldn’t I do?’  But the actual doing never happens because I have no motivation.  I’m sad all the time.  It’s worst when I go to bed, and I realize that I haven’t done anything, and that I won’t do it tomorrow either.  A lot of people believe in me, but they’re getting tired because I’m not there yet.  And it’s not their responsibility anyway, it’s mine.  I’m just afraid I’ll never get back to the way I used to feel.  The feeling of being awake.  And loving myself.  And getting out of the house.  And exercising.  And going to the beach.  And hanging out with friends on Sunday evenings.  And thinking just the right amount of thoughts.  No suspicions.  Or criticisms.  Or fears of the future.  Only the thoughts that are useful.  The thoughts I need in this moment.” (Madrid, Spain)