1. indigenousdialogues:

    Russian artist, Irina Vinnik | Sketchbook 2013 (Vol.4) | Behance portfolio

     
  2. (Source: imnotwordy, via thegiftsoflife)

     
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  5. bushcraftandsurvival:

    Today’s discovery.

    (via hernameismoon)

     
  6. audreylovesparis:

    Gordes, Provence-Alpes-Côte d’Azur, France

    (via thegiftsoflife)

     
  7. wnderlst:

    Paris, France | Khoon Sorasiri

    (via acabasteaqui)

     

  8. "Love who you love while you have them. That’s all you can do. Let them go when you must. If you know how to love, you’ll never run out."
    — Ann Brashares, My Name Is Memory (via observando)

    (via thesearetheliesihavecreated)

     
  9. elenamorelli:

    { like a summer day that’s always long }

    (via jashiaa)

     
  10. celiabasto:

    100% ART

    (Source: slaveofyourpassions, via picoleta)

     

  11. "As a child, my mother never understood
    Why I hated wearing shoes;
    Why I said my feet belonged to the mud,
    And my hands belonged to the creeks.

    When I was twelve my brother and I
    Found a hawk with a broken wing,
    And I cried for weeks thinking about the tragedy
    Of having bones so broken
    You can’t get off the ground anymore.

    And isn’t that the risk of being wild?
    That one day, something inside you could break;
    That maybe one day someone
    Could clip your wings, and fill your bones
    With sand and logic.

    There used to be nights when
    I’d hang out the passenger seat of cars
    Going 60 miles per hour down the freeway.
    And I’m more afraid of beds & hearts
    Than I am of empty parking lots
    And dark alleys.

    My feet belong to the mud,
    And my hands belong to the creeks.
    The rest of me belongs to the sky;
    To the ocean; to your mouth;
    To your hands and to the sun.

    I think I’m nervous to turn the rest of myself
    Over to your heart because
    I’ve learned a lot about freedom
    And how it tastes;
    I’ve learned that you can die a thousand deaths,
    And keep on living;
    I’ve learned that you can have wings
    And stay on the ground."
    — for those who were born in the sky & died on the ground. (jl)

    (via little-birch)

     
  12. thelivingwiccan:

    thedailylaughs:

    Even broken things can still be beautiful. [via]

    Oh! 

    (via thesearetheliesihavecreated)

     
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  15. fuckyeahawesomehouses:

    Outdoor Rooms in Calming Neutral Shades

    (Source: digsdigs.com, via thegiftsoflife)