(Source: wtfchrisstuff)

soulist-aurora:

Color by Hajin Bae

destielfricklefrackle:

have you ever had to restart a song because you spaced out and weren’t appreciating it enough

(Source: you-do-you-boo-boo)

keeponsmilingthroughthetears:

artemisfowlstolemysoul:

Being a nice person is so fun

Waiter messes something up? You can see the relief on their faces when you don’t scream and swear at them about it

Extra tickets at an arcade/prize place? Watch a little kid’s face light up when you give them a bunch of tickets

There are too many assholes in this world. Be a nice person.

Me all the time

(Source: staypozitive)

slone:

Whisper Ioil on panel, 7 x 5 in, 2014

I’ve sort of been running. Running forwards. Running backwards. Running to the sides. Running away. But underneath it all, past the curtain of shadows and the veil of artificiality, I want to run towards myself. I keep on grappling for things meant to drag me down rather than build me up. I keep reaching out a hand towards something unknown, something seemingly full of life, something that might tame the loneliness residing in my soul. I keep calling out and searching for a projection of what might be. I think I need to retract my hand, look deep inside myself, and ignite what is there already. I need to run and run and run towards myself. Towards who I was and who I am. Towards the dormant passions and buried strengths. I keep asking for more, wanting more, that I’m losing my wildfire in pursuit for something paler. I need to bring myself back. I have to remember that I need to just be.
Your health, whether physical or mental, comes first.
something I learned today (via canamaify)