Incandescent Happiness.

"So I looked at the scenery, She read her magazine; And the moon rose over an open field."

[thenephewofbob]

[tulipnight]

[beyonce]

[peacepoetryprogress]

So here’s to our blistered feet. Here’s to my whimpering knees, your weary shoulders. Here is the foreclosure of my shame and here is our brokenness. Look at us being so damn human: yes, it happened, yes, it was not our most graceful unfolding, and yes, we were both so present the whole time.

“And If I Am to Forgive Myself” Sierra DeMulder (via iruntowardlightning)

[lazybonesillustrations]

[dailydoseofstuf]

[natgeoyourshot]

[stylishblogger]

Sipping moscow mules and hot toddies in between the films. #askanyonewhoknows by @lusttforlife

[e-taf]

[dailydoseofstuf]

[yoncehaunted]

[nevver]

[euphraxia]

Nocturne in Black and Gold: The Falling Rocket, James Whistler

[livingby]

King of Blues (Legacy Edition)

[dailydoseofstuf]

[homewardblog]

@leonbridgesofficial was a good thing for a Monday night.

[misswallflower]

[artcomesfirst]

Always Crucial Fix (ACF)

Photo: Dapper Lou