December Nostalgia.
mustangblood:

asleep in the grass in a blue field the fireflies blinking past Orion all sprawled out beside the bikes the wheels still spinnin’
fleurdulys:

Noche en Cadaques - Eliseo Meifren y Roig
polunna90s:

untitled by Esben Bøg on Flickr.
grett:

untitled by neamoscou on Flickr.
attaches:

Notre Dame by ariellemarshall on Flickr.
attaches:

untitled by alise_miers on Flickr.
breakinq:

following back tons♡

Sergey Neamoscou
magic-spelldust:

(by Stefi92)
"When I was a girl, my life was music that was always getting louder.
Everything moved me. A dog following a stranger. That made me feel so much. A calendar that showed the wrong month. I could have cried over it. I did. Where the smoke from a chimney ended. How an overturned bottle rested at the edge of a table.
I spent my life learning to feel less.
Every day I felt less.
Is that growing old? Or is it something worse?
You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness" —Jonathan Safran Foer,  Everything is Illuminated (via
quote-jot)

(via m-anque)