It’s scary to think that there are words meant for me but were never said to me.
jenn satsune (via ohsatsune)

(via s-un-rise)

lonequixote:

Irises and Water Lilies, 1917 ~ Claude Monet
hautebasics:

CÉLINE SPRING/SUMMER 2015
I get way too sensitive when I get attached to someone. I can detect the slightest change in the tone of their voice, and suddenly I’m spending all day trying to figure out what I did wrong.
Humans of New York; Amman, Jordan (via drearydoll)

(Source: 5000letters, via hautebasics)

methpool:

i am losing it.

Nothing makes me happier and nothing makes me sadder, than you.
Word stories by P.P. (via lushwisdom)

(Source: oceanflowerbird, via mosaicgold)

We are all broken, that’s how the light gets in.
Ernest Hemingway  (via deserted-streets)

(Source: henretta84, via hautebasics)

fromeuropewithlove:

Budapest, Hungary

i have to keep reminding myself this feeling is only temporarily

foxgrl:

I wish none of you were sad

(via fake-mermaid)