May 2013
Have you ever just looked at someone and thought, “I really love you”. They’re just talking or humming or watching a movie or reading a book or laughing or something, and there’s something about them in that moment—their body is alive, there’s a light in their eyes, something—that makes you think, “I just really love you.” It’s a weird sensation to think this, but it’s pretty awesome that we can...
ponchopeligroso:
every single person you know has something in their life and past that is probably worth collapsing to the ground in an uncontrollably sobbing heap over, so be nice to each other and tell good jokes
“The sadness will last forever.”
– Vincent van Gogh’s last words (1853-1890)
“You are flowers in my stomach.
Cutting me open nightly, blooming through the...”
– Elke River (via larmoyante)
“Nothing in the world can bother you as much as your own mind, I tell you. In...”
– Sri Sri Ravi Shankar (via h8ulots)
