“I have spread my dreams under your feet; Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
― W.B. Yeats, The Wind Among the Reeds 1899 (via justbesplendid)
Grace unwithheld
God, grace;
to enter the course of my desire
you hear me;
leave me not nor abandon me
hear my innate cry,
my soul yearns for a successful outcome;
i pray.
Gin. With lime. And cukes. #friday (Taken with instagram)
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Bacon Egg Breakfast Cups (via Kirbie’s Cravings)
NAISE~~~
(via prettyfoods)
“Exiled from yourself, you fuse with everything you meet. You imitate whatever comes close. You become whatever touches you. In your eagerness to find yourself again, you move indefinitely far from yourself.”
Luce Irigaray, When our lips speak together (via bodyinrebellion)
but we’ll rise up like skyscrapers, show ‘em what we’ve got.
(Source: flapdoodledoo)
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HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAA CRACKED ME UP :D
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Paper Cuts & Bleeding Hearts- Gloomy Saturday morning, trees swaying, soft music playing in the background, while I sit in front of the computer with a cup of warm tea and bagel, waiting for 10.30am where the chauffeur will pick me up. The life I once dreamt about.
Butterbeer Cookies (via Bake at 350)
Game of Thrones House Posters
(Source: rubyredwisp, via commanderspock)
