victoriassecretangelsss:

Rosie Huntington Whiteley

victoriassecretangelsss:

Rosie Huntington Whiteley

Reblogged from rosiehw
jayalvarrez:

5:00am Morning surfs turn into midday sun burns.. jayalvarrez

jayalvarrez:

5:00am Morning surfs turn into midday sun burns.. jayalvarrez

Reblogged from Wandering Aimlessly

“The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.”

Reblogged from Words of Emotion
cheekybottom:

permanent vacation

cheekybottom:

permanent vacation

Reblogged from Booty Queens
Reblogged from Swallowed by the Sea
Reblogged from Bruhhh
In the end
these things matter most:
How well did you love?
How fully did you live?
How deeply did you let go?
— Gautama Buddha (via hqlines)

 

(via kushandwizdom)
When you’re scared but you still do it anyway, that’s brave.
— Neil Gaiman, Coraline (via hqlines)