[forestdeity]

seeing wildflowers and birds and critters and sunsets really can keep you going

[huariqueje]

Moonrise Surprise - Rani Garner

American , b. 1964 -

Oil on 30 x 40 in.

[wealths]

elanabrotons via instagram 

[narcissistcookbook]

"i've got no qualms about it" meanwhile i'm over here making qualm chowder

[feldfrog]

The Dow Jones moved on the Z-axis for the first time recently.

“It’s coming right at us!!”

[noisepuppy]

I asked if this was an art installation and a Danish person said "no this is quite a serious impedance"

[04k96]

[henk-heijmans]

A natural wave is formed on Lake Michigan when the riptide meets the incoming tide and explodes upward, 2014 - by Michael Bernhardt, American

[vixenangel]

[literaryvein]

L. V., excerpts from a past life

[lzghtning]

being 27 is so weird why do i want a baby all of the sudden

[herfleur]

[expressions-of-nature]

by Donna McL

[oneleggedflamingo]

[apoemaday]

My Life Was the Size of My Life

by Jane Hirshfield

My life was the size of my life. Its rooms were room-sized, its soul was the size of a soul. In its background, mitochondria hummed, above it sun, clouds, snow, the transit of stars and planets. It rode elevators, bullet trains, various airplanes, a donkey. It wore socks, shirts, its own ears and nose. It ate, it slept, it opened and closed its hands, its windows. Others, I know, had lives larger. Others, I know, had lives shorter. The depth of lives, too, is different. There were times my life and I made jokes together. There were times we made bread. Once, I grew moody and distant. I told my life I would like some time, I would like to try seeing others. In a week, my empty suitcase and I returned. I was hungry, then, and my life, my life, too, was hungry, we could not keep our hands off our clothes on our tongues from

[meanbuddhist]

identifying a maladaptive coping mechanism is so bitter sweet like that’s great now i know what i need to stop doing. but that’s literally my something

[gayboyemployee]

this stupid little beaver bitch

[scallioncreamcheesebagel]

turn around and drive 581 miles in the opposite direction to see bucee. fuck you