And What I am to you is not real
What I am to you, you do not need
What I am to you is not what you mean to me
You give me miles and miles of mountains
And I’ll ask for the sea
Damien Rice, Volcano
Alabama Shakes, Rise to the Sun
wish I would have gotten my act together and planned a camping trip this weekend…
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in another life.
Tattoos here on women are sexy. nuff said.
Photo: ©nickonken Camera: Contax G2 with Kodak 400NC
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Sleep. Eat. Anywhere & Anything. Don’t forget to travel well.
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… give me a boy with a crooked smile, a passion and just the right amount of awkwardness and I’m hooked. Congrats Phillip Phillips
"I want to know you. You seem like someone worth knowing. Every day I feel like I’m surrounded by people with hard edges and sour faces but I get the sense that you’re different. Too often people seem to think that they have the answers to everything. Their faces are trapped in permascowls and they can’t be bothered with anything besides their own narcissism. You aren’t like that. You still ask questions. You’re still looking for the answers."
— Ryan O’Connell, I Want To Know You (via selfinspiration)
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"Everything I’ve ever let go of had claw marks on it."
—
David Foster Wallace (via arane)
Something to keep in mind
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I’ve never been a gambling man…
Steve Moakler “Hesitate”
chrysalism
n. the amniotic tranquility of being indoors during a thunderstorm, listening to waves of rain pattering against the roof like an argument upstairs, whose muffled words are unintelligible but whose crackling release of built-up tension you understand perfectly.
