For children, childhood is timeless. It is always the present. Everything is in the present tense. Of course, they have memories. Of course, time shifts a little for them and Christmas comes round in the end. But they don’t feel it. Today is what they feel, and when they say ‘When I grow up,’ there is always an edge of disbelief—how could they ever be other than what they are?
justbeingnamaste:

Earth laughs in flowers. Ralph Waldo Emerson :)

justbeingnamaste:

Earth laughs in flowers.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
:)

(Source: simply-beautiful-world)

imgfave:

Posted by HopeDiesLast

imgfave:

Posted by HopeDiesLast

(Source: porcvpine)

goddess-of-moss:

ollypants:

ltlexay:

penis-hilton:

givemeinternet:

The closer to the end the more satisfying it gets…

the last one was an orgasm

dat pattern

UGH

ok well this is just greatly relaxing 

goddess-of-moss:

ollypants:

ltlexay:

penis-hilton:

givemeinternet:

The closer to the end the more satisfying it gets…

the last one was an orgasm

dat pattern

UGH

ok well this is just greatly relaxing 

landscapelifescape:

Ketchikan, Alaska, USA

 by Carlos Rojas

 too gorgeous for words

gardenersbox:

Spring is finally here.

gardenersbox:

Spring is finally here.

(Source: soul-experience)

Healing is an art. It takes time, it takes practice. It takes love.