I didn’t realize it, but the days came along one after another, and then two years were gone, and everything was gone, and I was gone.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald

wildstag:

home by millionen on Flickr.

  © / 57n   #mine 
wildstag:

Sunrise by steƒan. on Flickr.
cycling through the woods by .redredred on Flickr.
17sailors:

i’ll meet you in the light by millionen on Flickr.

  © / 39n   #me  #(again)  #mine  #spring 
alejandromelerophotos:

Pale blue eyes. on Flickr.
arunaea:

recursion (by dorthrithil)

superstarfighter:

eowyner:

do german snakes go ßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßßß

YES, they do.


  126499n   #words  #true 
zagreb by bbbecca on Flickr.
meet-me-in-europe:

Ronda, Spain

  © / 59n   #mine 
black flies by apparency on Flickr.

  © / 3n   #food  #d 
1000teacups:

f5.6 (by *dapple dapple)

  © / 243n   #asia  #green 
let’s have coffee by apparency on Flickr.
 You don’t understand this, but I don’t have any world to go back to. No one’s ever really loved me, or wanted me, in my entire life. I don’t know who to count on other than myself.
— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

let me tell you a secret by apparency on Flickr.

  © / 2n   #d