An Obseesion With Freedom & The Open Road

rabioheab:

it’s time for leo dicaprio to give up on his acting career and open a coffee shop called Leonardo DiCappuccino 

elevensleeps:

elevensleeps:

my mom says hey

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pettyhurts:

which voice is rihanna’s?

rneerkat:

an sentence like this makes me feel uncomfortable

portablemiah:

i would describe my art style as post-kindergarten scribblecore

weloveshortvideos:

Walk Into School On The 1st Day Like..

chelsdamelsp:

snorlaxatives:

when people don’t realize that i’m being sarcastic 

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What on earth where do these gifs even come from

We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Anais Nin (via psych-facts)
eartheld:

mostly nature

eartheld:

mostly nature