oh hey guys tomorrow I’m going into the woods for a week by myself with some food and books and my feet and 100 miles of trail. i have high hopes. also there is a bee sting on my foot that needs to stop swelling maybe right now thanks.

ecstatic shock

dictionaryofobscuresorrows:

n. the surge of energy upon catching a glance from someone you like—a thrill that starts in your stomach, arcs up through your lungs and flashes into a spontaneous smile—which scrambles your ungrounded circuits and tempts you to chase that feeling with a kite and a key.

(Source: dreamerkid)

“I don’t want other people to decide who I am. I want to decide that for myself.”

Like the way the sun is right now, with the long shadows, and that kind of bright, soft light you get when the sun isn’t quite setting? That’s the light that makes everything better, everything prettier, and today, everything just seemed to be in that light.

— John Green, Looking for Alaska (via bookmania)

fotojournalismus:

A man blasts his trumpet out the window of a car during a wedding procession in Baghdad in 2003, before the U.S.-led coalition invasion of Iraq.

[Credit : Alexandra Boulat]

In order to swim one takes off all one’s clothes—in order to aspire to the truth one must undress in a far more inward sense, divest oneself of all one’s inward clothes, of thoughts, conceptions, selfishness etc., before one is sufficiently naked.

— Søren Kierkegaard (via heartmindawakening)

(Source: fernsandmoss)

sounds ok

(Source: observando)

A book, too, can be a star, a living fire to lighten the darkness, leading out into the expanding universe.

— Madeleine L’Engle (via booksandnerds)