twinkle twinkle
Maybe happiness is this: not feeling like you should be elsewhere, doing something else, being someone else.
—Eric Weiner, The Geography of Bliss: One Grump’s Search for the Happiest Places in the World (via jamiewillruletheworld)
(Source: thoughtsdetained, via jamiewillruletheworld)
I need this.
“it looked like Forever21 vomited all over her”
Paris demain :) ooh lala
…and at its… most interesting?
Brandenburger Tor, Berlin. Dec 2011.
Berlin at its loveliest.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.
— The Painted Drum, Louise Erdrich (via lurklate)
(Source: solstizeplum, via prettyxoxo)
Hello, home. Can’t wait to meet you.
