She is not “my girl.”

She belongs to herself, and to all of the world. And I am blessed, for with all her freedom, she still comes back to me, moment-to-moment, day-by-day, and night-by-night.

How much more blessed can I be?


Avraham Chaim, Thoughts after The Alchemist (via shayeofodile)

(Source: avraham-chai)

suspend:

i dont need a date i need cash


oknope:

omfg this is cool 

(Source: motherbeepingmeow)


(Source: kingkazuma)


acid-washed-thoughts:

tye-dye-dreams:

gnarly:

asdnaskjfhadskfhaljskfadf

I would shit myself.

No I WOULD SHIT MYSELF

(Source: lizzydelgrant)

gaypee:

"i’m hungry"
"you just ate"
image


ohheyjill:

feministballerina:

Role model.

She already gets it.

THAT WINK THO

(Source: bussykween)