winterfellis:

untitled by d3sign on Flickr.
stomp:

(via Need Supply x Warby Parker Party Pics | { wit   delight })
"I want to be someone who walks the streets with the hands in their pockets, smiling at people. I want to go to a little café on my own and read a book. I want to take photos of strangers I meet. I want to sit in the park and write poems about the leaves changing the way we do. I want to watch raindrops falling and children playing. Even if it only lasts for a minute, I want to be the reason for someone’s eyes to light up. I don’t have to be someone important; I just want to be someone.
Instead, I’ll keep on sitting at my window, spinning stories in my head and reminding myself how to breathe right."

(via insomnials)

  • "Why don't any of the main characters in your books have siblings?"
  • John Green: It's just my little way of telling Hank that he doesn't exist in my narrative imagination.
topless-bottom:

highschoolcryschool:

fixed it.

Thank you
bygoneamericana:

Screaming on the Cyclone, Coney Island, 1955.
By Harold Feinstein
inprnt:

"Without You" by Nika Akin on INPRNT
unavails:

ivyjanes:

aconchegante:

the sunset was actually terrifying yesterday

DONT DELETE MY FUCKING SOURCE N ADD MY OWN CAPTION YOURSELF DICK

shots fired
felisque:

day one hundred seventy two by whitney dumford on Flickr.
westerus:

Fisheye ! by Hello i’m Wild ! on Flickr.
canona:

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