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humansofnewyork:

"I’m an artist. I paint murals.""What would you say to a young artist?""Fuck the rules."

humansofnewyork:

"I’m an artist. I paint murals."
"What would you say to a young artist?"
"Fuck the rules."

encunted:

niamhyjess20:

errriicaaa:

homeless-network:

this is my favourite picture ever

WAIT WHAAT

Classy 

hahahahahAHAHAHA harry is a disgrace i love him

encunted:

niamhyjess20:

errriicaaa:

homeless-network:

this is my favourite picture ever

WAIT WHAAT

Classy 

hahahahahAHAHAHA harry is a disgrace i love him

(via chelseawoosh)


How can I not love an eye that sees me beautiful in all my states?

How can I not love an eye that sees me beautiful in all my states?

(via makemethehappiestgirl)

I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
– Clarissa Vaughan, The Hours (2002)

(Source: anuclearmystic, via makemethehappiestgirl)

Holding on to anything is like holding on to your breath. You will suffocate. The only way to get anything in the physical universe is by letting go of it. Let go and it will be yours forever.
– Deepak Chopra (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

(via makemethehappiestgirl)

humansofnewyork:

"I’m an artist. I paint murals.""What would you say to a young artist?""Fuck the rules."

humansofnewyork:

"I’m an artist. I paint murals."
"What would you say to a young artist?"
"Fuck the rules."

veloisto:

trike.

veloisto:

trike.

(via itsolgatime)

encunted:

niamhyjess20:

errriicaaa:

homeless-network:

this is my favourite picture ever

WAIT WHAAT

Classy 

hahahahahAHAHAHA harry is a disgrace i love him

encunted:

niamhyjess20:

errriicaaa:

homeless-network:

this is my favourite picture ever

WAIT WHAAT

Classy 

hahahahahAHAHAHA harry is a disgrace i love him

(via chelseawoosh)

(Source: distraction, via manda)


How can I not love an eye that sees me beautiful in all my states?

How can I not love an eye that sees me beautiful in all my states?

(via makemethehappiestgirl)

I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then.
– Clarissa Vaughan, The Hours (2002)

(Source: anuclearmystic, via makemethehappiestgirl)

Holding on to anything is like holding on to your breath. You will suffocate. The only way to get anything in the physical universe is by letting go of it. Let go and it will be yours forever.
– Deepak Chopra (via onlinecounsellingcollege)

(via makemethehappiestgirl)

chickenshit:

(found on favim)

chickenshit:

(found on favim)

"I remember one morning getting up at dawn, there was such a sense of possibility. You know, that feeling? And I remember thinking to myself: So, this is the beginning of happiness. This is where it starts. And of course there will always be more. It never occurred to me it wasn’t the beginning. It was happiness. It was the moment. Right then."
"Holding on to anything is like holding on to your breath. You will suffocate. The only way to get anything in the physical universe is by letting go of it. Let go and it will be yours forever."

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