Falling Stars...

It has to fall in somewhere so let me wander my thoughts out here. <3
"I believe in the impossible. I do want to pretend that this and everything around is perfect. 
I am choosing to see the imperfection as perfection. 
Because. 
I have done the non-believer thing. I walked around like I hated it all.
Now.
I am at the point where I am asking myself,
'How far has that gotten you?'.
I am where I started.
So I let go of this and I stay true to what the child in me thought.
I am choosing to believe the impossible.&#8221;

"I believe in the impossible. I do want to pretend that this and everything around is perfect. 

I am choosing to see the imperfection as perfection. 

Because. 

I have done the non-believer thing. I walked around like I hated it all.

Now.

I am at the point where I am asking myself,

'How far has that gotten you?'.

I am where I started.

So I let go of this and I stay true to what the child in me thought.

I am choosing to believe the impossible.”

theniftyfifties:

Fashions by Sacony, 1951

theniftyfifties:

Fashions by Sacony, 1951

(Source: myvintagevogue)

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Saving it for a rainy day.

I wish I could put my feelings into words, as effortlessly as breathing. I wish I could just make it better.

I wish I could catch a falling star.

If I had a penny for everytime I got this feeling I would have enough to buy my way out of it.

You stand there looking at me demanding answers.
You grab me by the shoulders and shake me vigorously, as you keep yelling the same question.
You hold me so tight in the warmth of your life, you hold me and tell me you wont let me fall. You whisper to me, “You can let go now, I am holding on to you.”

I am standing here as I watch you ask me the same thing over and over again.

I watch you try.

I am trying.

But, I swear I don’t know where to start.

All I know is that, I am lost.

travelingcolors:

Cathedral of Segovia | Spain (by Mariusz Kluzniak)

I can safely say: been there, done that. Two years. Its part of my past and I am greatful for that. Past.

travelingcolors:

Cathedral of Segovia | Spain (by Mariusz Kluzniak)

I can safely say: been there, done that. Two years. Its part of my past and I am greatful for that. Past.

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&#8220;I got my ticket for the long way roundTwo bottles of whiskey for the wayAnd I sure would like some sweet companyAnd I&#8217;m leaving tomorrowwhat you say&#8221;
Anna Kendrick - When I&#8217;m gone

Nothing will ever replace this memory. There are just too many people involved and I just love too many of you. 

I got my ticket for the long way round
Two bottles of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I’m leaving tomorrow
what you say”

Anna Kendrick - When I’m gone

Nothing will ever replace this memory. There are just too many people involved and I just love too many of you. 

Addict

Things are the way they are. There are far too many things which hurt us. There are too many unspoken thoughts. Things are never as we expect them to be. There are just too many things I can’t seem to formulate into words. 

But,

This is the first time I am not sorry for the way I feel. 

And,

I am addicted to this. 

whiskeysoaked:

Human Organs comprised by wildflowers by EyeHeartSpleen on Etsy

whiskeysoaked:

Human Organs comprised by wildflowers by EyeHeartSpleen on Etsy

lushclub:

d-aphne:

I found peony flowers in Rome!

queued xx

lushclub:

d-aphne:

I found peony flowers in Rome!

queued xx

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bluepueblo:

Venice Blues, Italy
photo via heather

bluepueblo:

Venice Blues, Italy

photo via heather

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The adventures of tomorrow always excites us. We dream of the greener grass and the prettier boys or girls. We imagine the perfect apartment on top of the world.  A romantic perception of rainy weather warming up to a warm coco and a book. Endlessly falling into the dreameless night in a city that never sleeps.

But.

We forget to enjoy today for as it is. We keep in mind life is hard, remind ourselves constantly that there is something better.

But.

We forget we are in the “good old times”, as they would say. Whoever they are.

So.

Why not, take a break? Enjoy today for what it is, endure the difficulties and the moments which leave you breathless. Take the moment to appreciate where you are, how you got here.

Tomorrow will always be there as will it’s adventures. Even maybe, just maybe, we might not make it tomorrow, so why not enjoy this now?

Today is here and it is a present. You stand there because of your own doings and it is beautiful.

Life is beautiful, no matter what anyone says.