Free Spirit. Wanderlust.
Triz Ann. 17. NY.
Three Stars and a Sun. Always and Proudly.
Poetry blog is down over there. Check it out, maybe?
Maeve Melia,The Unravelling Travelogue. (via weaverofstars)
(Source: framboisiers, via manchasdeleche)
I want to be the snowflake dusted with stars, melting on a rosebud.
Yohji Yamamoto (via wordsthat-speak)
(via wordsthat-speak)
I think perfection is ugly. Somewhere in the things humans make, I want to see scars, failure, disorder, distortion.
“boys will be bo-“
*flies in*
*punches you in the face*
bOYS WILL BE HELD RESPONSIBLE FOR THEIR ACTIONS LIKE EVERYONE ELSE
(via anaeroplaneoverthesea)
