everynightmusic:

Christina Perri performing “Burning Gold” live on the Today Show

petit-poids:

Vatican #rome #italy #vatican #vscorome #vscocam #vsco  (at Castel Sant’Angelo)

petit-poids:

Vatican #rome #italy #vatican #vscorome #vscocam #vsco (at Castel Sant’Angelo)

tuscanygram:

Monday morning in Carrara #carrara #coffee #tuscany | by toomuchtuscany | Look on Instagram: http://ift.tt/UEXQXv

tuscanygram:

Monday morning in Carrara #carrara #coffee #tuscany | by toomuchtuscany | Look on Instagram: http://ift.tt/UEXQXv

thecoffeel0ver:

Purity زكية | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

thecoffeel0ver:

Purity زكية | via Tumblr on We Heart It.

draggedqueens:

THIS IS SO INSPIRATIONAL I HAVE TEARS IN MY EYES


Tomo and Emma - Shannon

Tomo and Emma - Shannon

Brooke Davis Appreciation Week » Day 6: Favorite OTP
That girl has been nearly impossible to find, but worth every second of the wait.

ronakeller:

sun in the morning, street light at night
Back at my parent’s house, I used to get woken up by the sun shining through the window and directly into my eyes as soon as I opedned them. When I wake up early in the morning at the place I have been calling home these past two years, I always take a second to notice the light reflections on the wall opposite to my bed before I fall asleep again — and usually only wake up after the sun has already disappeared behind the house. If I stay home I don’t get to see it over the day, but when the afternoon rolls around it comes back through the other window and warms me up on tired days. I get the most beautiful sunsets here, but as soon as the sun has left, the street light shining through the window reminds me of the next morning and the nostalgia that will come with it. I am trying my best to say goodbye to all the little parts of my room before it is actually time to leave.

ronakeller:

sun in the morning, street light at night

Back at my parent’s house, I used to get woken up by the sun shining through the window and directly into my eyes as soon as I opedned them. When I wake up early in the morning at the place I have been calling home these past two years, I always take a second to notice the light reflections on the wall opposite to my bed before I fall asleep again — and usually only wake up after the sun has already disappeared behind the house. If I stay home I don’t get to see it over the day, but when the afternoon rolls around it comes back through the other window and warms me up on tired days. I get the most beautiful sunsets here, but as soon as the sun has left, the street light shining through the window reminds me of the next morning and the nostalgia that will come with it.
I am trying my best to say goodbye to all the little parts of my room before it is actually time to leave.

Peyton: “Dude you know what this reminds me of ? Remember second grade you found out how much money Martha Stewart made and you started your own cookie buisness”

Brooke: “Oh my god, Brookies”

“Is it possible to miss a place you’ve never been, to mourn a time you’ve never lived?”

Jack Harper, Oblivion (2013)

MW