Nomadic

doesn't matter where I'm going as long as I'm gone

just a thought

that pharmacies are trying to diagnose every little bit of personal uniqueness as a mental problem with their “medicines” and soon everyone is going to be the same boring person who goes through school, gets a job, and dies working but it’s ok to them because at least no one gives the authorities any problems and we’re all mellowed out on our xanax 

Art thieves in a bank robbery (via bethearts)

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Grab the Monet and let’s Gogh

mixgoldenphoenix:

youdtearthiscanvasskinapart:

agirlnamedmomo:

what is this? I like it

It’s called LSD

That comment nearly had me spew coffee all over my keyboard.

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"My family is suffocating me with pressure to be a perfect student and daughter." (r.i.d)

So relevant it hurts

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hailsbails16 asked: Why do you think learning to love ourselves as people is so difficult?


Answer:

lazyyogi:

Perhaps it is because we aren’t actually people. 

It’d be much easier to love ourselves and each other as God would, rather than in the way overly serious cartoon characters might try to. 

Namaste :)

you’re standing in the forest. can’t you smell the woody pines and the dew that settled in just this morning? the trees are whispering and creaking and somewhere there’s a bird waking up to its kingdom. the grass is wet and soft, little fingers tickling your bare knees. if you open your eyes you’d see the yellow light filtering through the thin leaves of the young conifers. everything is only barely waking up, fresh like a new born child. you are just a child.