Le monde à travers mes yeux
|Maybe I've become more sensitive about these things? I suppose even if it doesn't last as long as I would have expected it to, it must amount to something. I just wonder if whatever I feel is appropriate for whoever I come in contact with.|
|But last night was different; I felt a strong sense of gratitude to a friend I spoke with over the phone. I don't normally hold long conversation, like that one, with people over the phone as I usually reserve myself to family(or romantic interests). But I really feel genuinely happy that I have opportunities talk to someone like this. After we finished talking, she hung up and I thought, "hmm, that's it." I felt a little melancholy, but I also felt as if it wasn't an overreaction. The moments you spend with another person are so inconceivably beautiful and oh so short lived. Maybe it's okay to be a little sad.|
|I know that I will experience much more in the near future, but regardless of significance, those moments will also fade into time. It's time like this where I want myself, as well as others, to relish in the simplicity of human contact. Because it will all pass in time.|
Summer can kiss my ass.
Tupac holding his middle finger high after being shot.
One of the dopest photo’s i ever seen.
the realest. RIP.
if you don’t reblog this you deserve to be shot by Tupac’s ghost.
That last comment freaked me out so… yeah.
So many things he’s so much cooler for…but this’ll always be the type of thing that gets the most attention. wonder if that’s a breakable cycle in our society.
This elderly couple took a photo in their small garden outside their house for every season of the year, come rain, snow or shine.
They stood in the same spot for every season and showed off their beautiful little garden, which they were obviously very proud of.
I wasn’t ready for the last one
oh i actually felt that physically