Monterey Bay Aquarium
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Sade Olutola
Discoholic 🪩
NASA
Three Goblin Art
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Lint Roller? I Barely Know Her
PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
I'd rather be in outer space 🛸
KIROKAZE
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Aqua Utopia｜海の底で記憶を紡ぐ
Jules of Nature
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@pathsunfamiliar
Just like the constellations, and intricately carved mountains. Just like the deep-rooted trees and bubbling streams, you are not here by mistake.
a.k. // reminders for nights when sadness sits on your chest, and worthlessness rattles your bones. you are worth it, sweet soul. (via shepraises)
As I grow older, I pay less attention to what people say. I just watch what they do.
Andrew Carnegie (via wordsnquotes)
Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you?
Alain de Botton, Essays in Love (via pureblyss)
Kiss her. Slowly, take your time, there’s no place you’d rather be. Kiss her but not like you’re waiting for something else, like your hands beneath her shirt or her skirt or tangled up in her bra straps. Nothing like that. Kiss her like you’ve forgotten any other mouth that your mouth has ever touched. Kiss her with a curious childish delight. Laugh into her mouth, inhale her sighs. Kiss her until she moans. Kiss her with her face in your hands. Or your hands in her hair. Or pulling her closer at the waist. Kiss her like you want to take her dancing. Like you want to spin her into an open arena and watch her look at you like you’re the brightest thing she’s ever seen. Kiss her like she’s the brightest thing you’ve ever seen. Take your time. Kiss her like the first and only piece of chocolate you’re ever going to taste. Kiss her until she forgets how to count. Kiss her silent. Come away, ask her what 2+2 is and listen to her say your name in answer.
Azra.T “this is how you keep her” (via itcuddles)
This is how I see it. As an artist it is my responsibility to not have a boring life. To feel deeply. To listen to the stories of strangers. To try new things and go new places. To say yes. To question everything. To find beauty in the commonplace. And to fall in love. Over and over. Because through the highs of love and the lows of heartbreak I truly know what it is to feel.
Nirrimi (via sorakeem)
weird seeing something you posted a year ago circulate back around.
(via rootsgrowdeeper)
Jake Debruyckere
Currently craving. The heat and cacti, and sand.
Solid night
To my future love, I hope you’re not waiting for me to complete you. I hope you go to the movies with yourself, cook yourself dinner, and buy yourself flowers. I hope you don’t get lonely at night when the bed feels far too big and the pillow next to you is empty. I hope you make silly faces at children and smile at strangers instead of looking at the ground. I hope you show yourself patience and affection instead of seeking those things from others. I hope you dance around your kitchen and get so lost in your joy that you burn the food. I hope you learn to forgive yourself for your flaws and past mistakes. I hope you love yourself, darling. And I hope you know I can’t wait to love you ten times more than you possibly could.
Z.M, Letter #5 to you, wherever you are. (via wordsnquotes)
What you seek is seeking you.
Rumi (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
I’m not into convincing people I’m worthy. I’m into people who’ll convince me on my worst days that I’m still worth the world.
Unknown (via wordsnquotes)
I tell God the small dreams I would settle for, in order to set them aside, and to embrace something wilder, scarier, more meaningful, and more fun, that He was preparing me for all along.
Glen Fitjzerrell ( @unkaglen )
Pain insists upon being attended to. God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks in our consciences, but shouts in our pains. It is his megaphone to rouse a deaf world.
C.S. Lewis, The Problem of Pain (via pureblyss)
You are not in this life to count up victories and defeats. You are in it to love and be loved. You are loved with your head down. You will be loved whether you finish or not.
Matthew Thomas, We Are Not Ourselves (via wordsnquotes)
I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure of the landscape - the loneliness of it, the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it, the whole story doesn’t show.
Andrew Wyeth (via hejkatie)
