valentina-poem:

ardley:

Yellow Canopies, London

Photographed By Freddie Ardley

danielodowd:

olyalor

deviika:

1. V.E. Schwab // 2. Unknown // 3. Rudolph Vitkauskas // 4. Charles Bukowski // 5. Margaret Atwood

odairannies:

autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. the morning of the first september was crisp and golden as an apple.

onlinecounsellingcollege:

“Learn to be ok with people not knowing your side of the story. You have nothing to prove to anyone.”

— Unknown

deviika:

Alain de Botton // Jon Kabat-Zinn // unknown

juansendizon:

“She colored me in hues of yellow like golden daffodils; A painting of the sun is her smile and all creation hushes still with each stroke of her brushes as my eyes bare my naked soul as it opens and closes. I am clouds of cerulean blue and I drown in her pastels. Paint me as I dissolve in the sky for the love that I feel for you here shall never die. You stain me with shades of green and all the trees you kissed in my heart will forever remain seen. My sorrow is your canvas – When I overthink, Kiss me in tulips of pink; When I’m too much in my head; Love me in roses of red. A Lovechild of Van Gogh and his Letters is how you’re crafted to this world. Feel deeply, Feel deeply, Feel deeply – For I shall love you in all of my Starry Nights.”

— Juansen Ryne Dizon, The Painter