confidently lost

We all find our own way.

Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.

—The Little Prince (via adieufranz)

(Source: psych-facts, via goodthingsarewildandfree)

love, love, love til you got enough. dance, dance, dance, if you got no love around you

(Source: Spotify)

windows open, sun shining, chilling the fuck out song

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rapunzelie:

do you ever feel like there’s just so many pretty girls but most dudes are just subpar like there are radiant goddesses everywhere and just piles and piles of guys in backwards baseball caps and sandals

(via rashidajones)