I think I’m dumb

Or maybe just happy

(Source: hibiku)

(Source: kamphora, via warzonetourism)

and I am tugging at roots
waiting to bloom.

—Elaine Low, from Impatience (via weissewiese)

(Source: lunch-poems, via artcomingoutofmyfists)

late85:

گثيرون يگتمون مآبدآخلھم ليسعدوآ من حولھم ف يَارب آسعد من گتم حزنہُ .. لآجل فرحة آلآخرين 

late85:

گثيرون يگتمون مآبدآخلھم ليسعدوآ من حولھم ف يَارب آسعد من گتم حزنہُ .. لآجل فرحة آلآخرين 

(via ial39imi)

This is the world’s most unnappreciated resource. 
I don’t understand why everyone is so concerned with oil and nuclear weapons when the root to our survival will cease to exist within our lifetime. 
Do yourself a favor and drink a glass of water. 

This is the world’s most unnappreciated resource. 

I don’t understand why everyone is so concerned with oil and nuclear weapons when the root to our survival will cease to exist within our lifetime. 

Do yourself a favor and drink a glass of water. 

(Source: moundofclouds)

(Source: wardajama, via warzonetourism)

There is no time for love that isn’t miraculous. Get up and leave. Move. Go. Don’t hold on because you think you’ll never find someone else. If you’re even a little bit unsure, leave. Your uncertainty should tell you that at the very least, you need to explore other avenues. And if those roads lead you back, great. If they don’t, great. Wanting to leave is enough reason to go. And believe me, one way or another, you will eventually wind up where you’re supposed to.

qanafir:

Islamic Art and Architecture~ Morocco By janoimagine

qanafir:

Islamic Art and Architecture~ Morocco By janoimagine

(via ni-plein-ni-vide)

I want to fill my mouth with your name.

—Pablo Neruda (via thenightlymirror)

(Source: larmoyante, via artcomingoutofmyfists)

A guide to consuming ethically in capitalism

pax-caelestis:


Step One: You can’t

The more I learn about capitalism the more i think about how fucked we all are and there is not a damn thing we can successfully do about it.

(Source: anarcheluxemburg)

(Source: showstudio, via mourningbelle)

kateoplis:

We were here.

Ruben Brulat, Paths