Babyface 20. Lady: Art, philosophy, sleep, food, and this is 1 of 5.

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cacnea:

my new life motto tbh
the-ghost-darkness:

the ghost and the darkness
batqueen:

d-hiraeth:

this is how i feel rn

Yea

Cute chubs.
asleepylioness:


Hi Lioness !Once again we’re uber late for out coffee club submission, but if you let us in we have coffee, a bed, sun, and a bodysuit fully equipped with a bunch of very well placed buttons to unfasten… Does that sound fair to you ? :}http://home-kink.tumblr.com/

That sounds very fair - and i’m willing to negotiate for people who take such exquisite photos. So glad to hear from you two. Cheers you lovebirds, xoxo.
sanahgohar:

This is what I love about Winter. You wake up in the middle of the night, maybe just to pee or get water or something, look out the window and see this. It’s so beautiful. And it’s silent; you have no idea that it’s happening until you just look. It almost seems fake. And it makes your bed seem way more comfortable, for whatever reason.

Love Food? This blog is for you.

I might have glaucoma.

fadingout-:

everyonetookthegood-urlss:

quietcharms:

whoa! i totally did a double-take

Holy.

We are stardust

Holy fuck balls…I never say that, but I have been struck by epiphany. My dear, me, you, all, friends, and foes, I am a mere 20, but feel at least mid range of so. My timeline may need some adjusting. My goals need hastening. I need to accomplish more, prepare for stability. I need to lock and load. For I scare you. Wu wei? Yes. But I have a hunger and lust for things that need to be sought. I need to travel. I need to learn. I need to create art. Art from my perception; that is the whole point. I need to lead the horse to water. My epiphany revolves around love. For I scare you.

Until we have seen someone’s darkness we don’t really know who they are. Until we have forgiven someone’s darkness, we don’t really know what love is.
— Marianne Williamson  (via universeobserver)

(Source: nevesnevele, via universeobserver)


higheramerica:

Chronic

Splode