The years between eighteen and twenty-eight are the hardest, psychologically. It’s then you realize this is make or break, you no longer have the excuse of youth, and it is time to become an adult – but you are not ready. —Helen Mirren (via mystiquel)
The world is filled with nice people. If you can’t find one, be one. —Unknown (via ohteenscanrelate)

hippieseurope:

…though I’m not so much for picking flowers..but this is such a sweet thought…

there’s been a butterfly garden
in my stomach since day one
but now the butterflies have fallen
in love, too
darling, my belly is full of cocoons
and they hatch in sync with my
thoughts of you
and I lost count maybe
twenty-two
thousand flutters ago
but now i know
where the monarchs really go
to escape the cold —

PNKSMN