I’m in love with people’s hands and the way they clench their fists and the way their fingertips lightly press down onto piano keys or thighs. Calloused fingers or dainty fingers. Hands writing poems or memos or parking tickets. Hands writing futures. To me, every crease on the palm is a love line. —Mesogeios (via artificial-stroke)
The world is filled with nice people. If you can’t find one, be one. —Unknown (via especiallygold)

perfectmadness:

(by kate oelmann.)

When someone calls me attractive image

elenamorelli:

{ lost in autumn }

wnderlst:

Štrbské Pleso, Slovakia | Tatra Photography

ercuillium:

Tumblr on We Heart It.

foresity:

Rainier Awakens || Zack Clothier