April 24th, 2014

Hope

I am alone and awash,
in the ocean,
Sharks circle me,
Storms fall down on me,
The Sun, oh the Sun,
it beats down on me.
I float on the waves with,
the simple idea,
That keeps me going.

Tree by the River


Grace For Saints and Ramblers

twcgentleman13:

Press Play First.
When the music fills the air, just close your eyes and follow me. I’ll make sure to hold on tight so you don’t get lost.

twcgentleman13:

Press Play First.

When the music fills the air, just close your eyes and follow me. I’ll make sure to hold on tight so you don’t get lost.

(Source: mr-goodbar, via runninggirlsrock)

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.
Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via splitterherzen)

(via splitterherzen)

Phantogram - Fall in Love

missgl:

Coffee anyone?

missgl:

Coffee anyone?

(via nieuwebegin)