(Source: tiffemi)

On the good days, I feel like I get it, like it all makes sense. I can stay in the moment, I don’t have to control everything in the future, and I believe everything is going to work out fine. On the bad days I just wanna grab the phone and start dialing numbers. I want to pull my hair and run through the streets screaming.

(Source: inspirationlane)


Sebastian (by For I dipt into the future…)


curiouser and curiouser by Jen MacNeill on Flickr.


My heart is a house 

high on a tree. 

Access is difficult 

but the scenery is worth.