A Thing Of Beauty Is A Joy Forever
She had blue skin.
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by—
And never knew.
I recognized everything, the waterfall and the lakes, the trees and paths. But they had forgotten me. That was bitter and I cried a lot. One should never return to sacred places.
— Marianne Fredriksson, Hanna’s Daughters (via quotes-shape-us)

(via vodkacupcakes)

We may mean nothing to time, but to each other we are kings and queens, and the world is a wild benevolent garden filled with chance meetings and unexplained departures.
— Simon Van Booy, Everything is a Beautiful Trick  (via andromache)

(Source: minutelovestories, via ponyboylovessunsets)

One day you lose something, and you say: ‘Oh my God. I was happy. And I didn’t even know it.’
— Unknown, Humans of New York (via vehlevet)

(Source: textposter, via p-erfect)



Beautiful contrast of hard and soft, light and dark, open and closed in Indonesia.

One of my favorite little pleasures since returning from my travels is scrolling through Tumblr and seeing a photo of a beautiful place and then being able to say…. “Oh, look. I’ve been there.” Pretty baller.

I went for a run and collected a leaf now I’m meant to be studying leaf veins and xylems but I think my veins are leaf veins

Detail - Flowering Almond in a Glass by Vincent Van Gogh
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