FIRE

celestialfaun:

i have intellectual thoughts in my head but when i try to write it out it comes out looking like i’m still learning how to speak or some shit

i can be smart sometimes guys

Solange Fréjean by Zachary Handley

Solange Fréjean by Zachary Handley

theconstantbuzz:

A newly-born lamb snuggles up to a sleeping boy, 16th March 1940.

theconstantbuzz:

A newly-born lamb snuggles up to a sleeping boy, 16th March 1940.

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I Will Never Love You More | Soko

holypeaches:

all this beautiful shit spills out of my mouth all the time but no one’s ever around to hear it so it vanishes 

(by miamizeiss)
I have this weird habit in which I can’t see anything without imagine a person creating it. For example when I see this photo I can’t help but imagine this one person just filling the bath tube with water, throwing some glow sticks in there and then taking a picture of it, and it reaches the point in which I can’t contemplate anything without imagine someone doing it in a first place and it’s kind of annoying.

(by miamizeiss)

I have this weird habit in which I can’t see anything without imagine a person creating it. For example when I see this photo I can’t help but imagine this one person just filling the bath tube with water, throwing some glow sticks in there and then taking a picture of it, and it reaches the point in which I can’t contemplate anything without imagine someone doing it in a first place and it’s kind of annoying.

untitled by Laurence 2 
She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.