afrikanattire:

Toubou mother, Niger

The way she’s holding that basket :>

(via respectmylight)

bambui:

RAW

The sorrows of duty,
Like the heat of the sun,
Have scored your heart.

But let stillness fall on you
With its sweet and cooling showers,
And you will find happiness.

For the world is nothing.
It is only an idea.

— The Ashtavakra Gita (via lazyyogi)

booglemoth:

vissible-cracks:

zachsgay:

i need to be like 12x hotter than i am now

0x12=0

image

(via crystallized-teardrops)

smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."
smokewithmirrors:

"i’m scared of nothing."