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by Robert Montgomery
i look for you in everyone
Did you know, you can quit your job, you can leave university? You aren’t legally required to have a degree, it’s a social pressure and expectation, not the law, and no one is holding a gun to your head. You can sell your house, you can give up your apartment, you can even sell your vehicle, and your things that are mostly unnecessary. You can see the world on a minimum wage salary, despite the persisting myth, you do not need a high paying job. You can leave your friends (if they’re true friends they’ll forgive you, and you’ll still be friends) and make new ones on the road. You can leave your family. You can depart from your hometown, your country, your culture, and everything you know. You can sacrifice. You can give up your $5.00 a cup morning coffee, you can give up air conditioning, frequent consumption of new products. You can give up eating out at restaurants and prepare affordable meals at home, and eat the leftovers too, instead of throwing them away. You can give up cable TV, Internet even. This list is endless. You can sacrifice climbing up in the hierarchy of careers. You can buck tradition and others’ expectations of you. You can triumph over your fears, by conquering your mind. You can take risks. And most of all, you can travel. You just don’t want it enough. You want a degree or a well-paying job or to stay in your comfort zone more. This is fine, if it’s what your heart desires most, but please don’t envy me and tell me you can’t travel. You’re not in a famine, in a desert, in a third world country, with five malnourished children to feed. You probably live in a first world country. You have a roof over your head, and food on your plate. You probably own luxuries like a cellphone and a computer. You can afford the $3.00 a night guest houses of India, the $0.10 fresh baked breakfasts of Morocco, because if you can afford to live in a first world country, you can certainly afford to travel in third world countries, you can probably even afford to travel in a first world country. So please say to me, “I want to travel, but other things are more important to me and I’m putting them first”, not, “I’m dying to travel, but I can’t”, because I have yet to have someone say they can’t, who truly can’t. You can, however, only live once, and for me, the enrichment of the soul that comes from seeing the world is worth more than a degree that could bring me in a bigger paycheck, or material wealth, or pleasing society. Of course, you must choose for yourself, follow your heart’s truest desires, but know that you can travel, you’re only making excuses for why you can’t. And if it makes any difference, I have never met anyone who has quit their job, left school, given up their life at home, to see the world, and regretted it. None. Only people who have grown old and regretted never traveling, who have regretted focusing too much on money and superficial success, who have realized too late that there is so much more to living than this.
— Susanna-Cole King
I see myself as a rose. Colorful enough to catch your attention, yet dangerous if not held with care. I worry about pricking you. How fitting it is that the flower that tends to represent love seems as risky as it is beautiful. We all have our demons to fight, we all have reasons that our days are dimmer than they should be. I don’t want to be one of yours. I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I have the capacity to ruin just as much as I can reconstruct. I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that some days you will not be smiling and I will be the cause. Tell me, am I worth bleeding for? Am I worth the inevitable pain in your fingers? On days when there isn’t enough vibrancy to offset my thorns, will I still make sense to you? I don’t want to be just another rose. There are many out there by the dozen, but I want to be special to you. Maybe it’s naive of me to want my petals caressed by your fingertips. Maybe it’s naive of me to want you to find something worth staying for in this fragile smile of mine. Or maybe, maybe, I just love you and that’s okay.
I hope it’s okay. // Maxwell Diawuoh, Once A Day (02/03/2018)
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