Photography. Music. Love. Art. Different. Books. Milkshakes. Movies. Nature. Writing. Paris. Animals. Antique Things. Family. Hugs. Stars. Sunsets. Concerts. Friends. Records. Laughing. Converse.

Of all the right ways to love —
I’m here, and
I’m not here.

I fall in love easily,
with the breeze, with the rain,
with a sound.

I fall down easily,
shattering, secondarily,
in between faded

Of all the right ways to love —
I’m a wanderer,
with two feet off
the ground

then you said,
come home,
and I’m here again.

Two places at once, Rebacca G. (via fforyouu)

(via praises)

People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.

—Carl R. Rogers (via nectaurine)

(Source: oofpoetry, via aseriesofnouns)


seriously jealousy is the worst emotion 

you’re not only really sad but you’re really annoyed and helpless at the same time

and you feel pathetic like you’re ruining people’s fun but don’t want to be left out so you just sit around quietly annoyed

(via youretheappletomypie)

I no longer have the energy for meaningless friendships, forced interactions or unnecessary conversations. If we don’t vibrate on the same frequency there’s just no reason for us to waste our time. I’d rather have no one and wait for substance than to not feel someone and fake the funk.