dream

dylanohcryin:

do u ever daydream about decorating ur first apartment bc i do



It calms me down right away, the quietness and the proud look of it; nothing very bad could happen to you there, not with those kind men in their nice suits, and that lovely smell of silver and alligator wallets.

Flying Foxes by Trent Parke. Mataranka, Outback Northern Territory, Australia 2004.
misswallflower:

cassiopeia, cepheus, renne, custos messium, ursa minor, and draco
aseaofquotes:

Sylvia Plath, “A Mad Girl’s Love Song”
headlikeanorange:

A polar bear and her cub investigate the remains of a whale. (To the Arctic)
jakfruit:

My friends all lined up on the roof, just minutes before Seattle’s annual firework show.
Go to a coffee shop. Sit by the bar with the glass windows and look out. Look at all the people running to catch a train. All the girls with one too many shopping bags. All the couples too in love to care. Then you’ll see it - a bit of yourself in everyone. And somehow, sitting alone in a coffee shop had never felt so good.
- (via suspend)

(Source: c0ntemplations)