“to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.”
― Ellen Bass

strippernamedsteve:

Counterparts - Ghost (x)
neckdeepofficial:

Hi we are Neck Deep and we are super serious about life and stuff so we sit on benches and look tough so you understand what it is to be real in this world
blvss:

this made me cry
flirtay:

how to get the perfect butt these tips really work!
wildbelles:

hibis-cus:

skyteens:


…until we know each others’ insides completely.

I want this as a tattoo is perfect

touching the soul 


fave
franktwitchy:

into the wild is one of the best movies 
silky-sand:

margadirube:

k9-laboratorium:planning the ‘nothingness’

Boho ⌖ Indie
eartheld:

twelvefeetdeepp:

frevolutions:

View from the tent

I WANT TO GO CAMPING!!


mostly nature
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