:)
when he was a young warthog
WHEN I WAS A YOUNG WARTHOOOOOOOOOOOOG
very nice
thanks
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Travel is little beds and cramped bathrooms. It’s old television sets and slow Internet connections. Travel is extraordinary conversations with ordinary people. It’s waiters, gas station attendants, and housekeepers becoming the most interesting people in the world. It’s churches that are compelling enough to enter. It’s McDonald’s being a luxury. It’s the realization that you may have been born in the wrong country. Travel is a smile that leads to a conversation in broken English. It’s the epiphany that pretty girls smile the same way all over the world. Travel is tipping 10% and being embraced for it. Travel is the same white T-shirt again tomorrow. Travel is accented sex after good wine and too many unfiltered cigarettes. Travel is flowing in the back of a bus with giggly strangers. It’s a street full of bearded backpackers looking down at maps. Travel is wishing for one more bite of whatever that just was. It’s the rediscovery of walking somewhere. It’s sharing a bottle of liquor on an overnight train with a new friend. Travel is ‘Maybe I don’t have to do it that way when I get back home.’
Nick Miller (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)
(via lostinamerica)
This is a French peony, so it’s fancier.
Houston, Texas, everyone.
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via cakostopoulos
This is fascinating…I’m SO GLAD that we spend so much time and money ruining people’s lives for abusing cannabis, seeing it kills around zero people per year.
NOTE: I do not smoke pot, nor do I encourage the smoking of pot, especially because smoking pot ruins lives. I just want to be clear, it isn’t the drug that usually ruins the life, it’s the insane legal over-reaction to it.
It is necessary to fall in love, if only to provide an alibi for all the random despair you are going to feel anyway.
Albert Camus (via samsaranmusing)
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I forget which ruins these are… But they were pretty
Giant’s Causeway
all I want is to live in the mountains, wear chambray, and make bread…. why isn’t that my life?
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“world of averages” - composite images culled from thousands of individual portraits resulting in symmetrical average faces.
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