Stilt house on Braies Lake, Sudtirol, Italy
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YOU ARE THE REASON

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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me

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we're not kids anymore.

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Stilt house on Braies Lake, Sudtirol, Italy
Contributed by Luca Varenna
open your fucking eyes
The Beauty of Finland & Iceland Captured Through Multiple Exposure Landscapes by Mikko Lagerstedt
😍❤😍
I still catch myself feeling sad about things that don’t matter anymore.
Kurt Vonnegut (via bl-ossomed)
Treehouses of the Pacific NW
A Surreal Photoshoot on an Underwater Shipwreck in Bali
Artist Isaac Cordal Leaves Miniature Cement Skeletons on the Streets of Mexico
ps Jesus wasn’t white
OUCH.
For Lisa. Because you deserve it.
“There is so little to remember of anyone - an anecdote, a conversation at a table. But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming habitual fondness not having meant to keep us waiting long. You are home."
There is always one person who you love who becomes that definition. It usually happens retrospectively, but it always happens eventually. This is the person who unknowingly sets the template for what you will always love about other people, even if some of those lovable qualities are self-destructive and unreasonable… The person who defines your understanding of love is not inherently different than anyone else, and they’re often just the person you happen to meet the first time you really, really, want to love someone. But that person still wins. They win, and you lose. Because for the rest of your life, they will control how you feel about everyone else.
Chuck Klosterman (Killing Yourself to Live)