"Dream on little dreamer."
Kirsty. Dreaming. Writing. Grapes. Indie/Folk Music. Boho Fashion. Reading. Quotes. Hot Chocolate. Believing.
May 21st
10:26 AM
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daughter-of-smoke-and-bone:

Fallen Mists by Emily Soto on Flickr.

“Je Ne Suis Pas Victime”

daughter-of-smoke-and-bone:

Fallen Mists by Emily Soto on Flickr.

“Je Ne Suis Pas Victime”

10:22 AM
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Corps de Balai By Emma

“La Quiero a Morir”

Corps de Balai By Emma

“La Quiero a Morir”

“Splashing through the sand barTalking by the campfire.It’s the simple things in life, like when and where.We didn’t have no internet,But man I never will forgetThe way the moonlight shined upon her hair.”

“Splashing through the sand bar
Talking by the campfire.
It’s the simple things in life, like when and where.
We didn’t have no internet,
But man I never will forget
The way the moonlight shined upon her hair.”

May 16th
11:51 AM
“It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.” 
- Nicholas Sparks

“It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.”
- Nicholas Sparks

11:50 AM
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inoperant:

“Serenity sleeps over sweet horizons”

inoperant:

“Serenity sleeps over sweet horizons”

May 5th
11:03 AM
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zeroing:

Weeping Mountain 


“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”

zeroing:

Weeping Mountain

“She was a genius of sadness, immersing herself in it, separating its numerous strands, appreciating its subtle nuances. She was a prism through which sadness could be divided into its infinite spectrum.”

May 2nd
1:42 PM
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/ (By Appu Jasu)

/ (By Appu Jasu)

April 30th
3:23 PM
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Beautiful, beautiful animal!

Beautiful, beautiful animal!

3:21 PM
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birdandvine:

Tree 058 by Toni Demuro

birdandvine:

Tree 058 by Toni Demuro

April 27th
5:15 AM
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birdandvine:
Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,no light and no land anywhere,cloudcover thick. I try to stayjust above the surface, yet I’m already under and living with the ocean.
- Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks
[image by Katsuo]

birdandvine:


Late, by myself, in the boat of myself,
no light and no land anywhere,
cloudcover thick. I try to stay
just above the surface,
yet I’m already under
and living with the ocean.

- Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks

[image by Katsuo]

April 25th
12:07 PM
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April 24th
12:16 PM
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"We are born to love as we are born to die, and between the heartbeats of those two great mysteries lies all the tangled undergrowth of our tiny lives. There is nowhere to go but through. And so we walk on, lost, and lost again, in the mapless wilderness of love."
—  Tim Farrington, The Monk Downstairs (via suavium)
April 21st
6:16 AM
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By ~Rokkihurtta/Jenny


My Immortal
By ~Rokkihurtta/Jenny

My Immortal

“And there is a story here.I feel it.I’ve searched for something real,And I believe this.You found me..”

“And there is a story here.
I feel it.
I’ve searched for something real,
And I believe this.
You found me..”