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       iraffiruse:

Long exposure, 3 traffic lights in the fog.

damn this justthis fukn does it for methis is gorgeous
raisd:

i was going through some of my old photos and i took this somewhere in new zealand and i kind of love it 
andrejpejicjimmyvegafanfic:

nayx:


A stunning high res photo of Saturn’s Moon Enceladus

this is one of the coolest things in the solar system & is one of the most likely places for us to find microbial life iirc. also its pretty

we can go snowboarding!!!
seka-seka:

untitled by Perhaluk Roma on Flickr.
dopematters:

Nailed it!

dylanr5:

tutsthepussy:

smoke weed, fine. graffiti, fucking do it man. party at strip clubs, more power to you.

but dont you fucking dare drive while drunk. you could kill someone else or yourself. do whatever you want unless you’re going to fuck up someone elses life.

AMEN

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.
(via ellie-sigh)
How does your life move forward, when all you want to do is hold still.
Nina LaCour, Hold Still (via larmoyante)
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