There is neither happiness nor misery in the world; there is only the comparison of one state with another, nothing more. He who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience supreme happiness.
Alexandre Dumas, The Count of Monte Cristo (via feellng)

radboysehun:

im ok w spending $40 on food but wont buy a $40 shirt

(via encourage)

"Hope" is the thing with feathers—
That perches in the soul—
And sings the tune without the words—
And never stops—at all—

And sweetest—in the Gale—is heard—
And sore must be the storm—
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm—

I’ve heard it in the chillest land—
And on the strangest Sea—
Yet, never, in Extremity,
It asked a crumb—of Me.

Emily Dickinson, “‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers” (via feellng)
nevver:

She gave herself away to strange men

trippiest:

what a beautiful day to not be in high school

(via stability)

walt-disney-paris:

THIS IS SO ACCURATE

…..but not this year!

(via stability)

samjoonyuh:

Perspective. 

(via afternoonsnoozebutton)

herbal-hippie:

just came in my pants a little. actually a lot. i really dig the sky.

Wtf this is real?

(via pasteluncertainty)

(via stability)

F

What do I do with the guy who works with animals, who’s 17 years older than I am that his face is perfect and he has the kindest eyes?

THEME BY DOLLCITY