sic itur ad astra

sleeping under the stars and running across the universe

snapchatting:

you’re the most beautiful person i’ve ever seen, and no i’m not saying that because we’re right next to McDonald’s and i’m out of money

(via ellie-on-lsd)

coolthingsswd:

Ode to Apollo 11 and the joy of discovery

(via ellie-on-lsd)

I was always attracted not by some quantifiable, external beauty, but by something deep down, something absolute. Just as some people have a secret love for rainstorms, earthquakes, or blackouts, I liked that certain undefinable something.
— Haruki Murakami, South of the Border, West of the Sun (via hellanne)

what i’m missing

watercolors

long walks around the city

flashing lights at night

reading books for leisure

sketching clothes (shopping at the same time)

my lost pair of shoes

my high school loves

a reason for this struggle

and you

Missing you comes in waves.

Tonight I’m drowning.

Hannah Taylor, “Waves”  (via delfiini)

(via gunsandglitters)

written thought #27

this is far beyond having everything and being remotely near perfection. people superficially judge in a snap and you cannot do anything about it. but when you see the cracked surface

open it up

dig a little deeper

and there you will find

how broken

i am inside

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