issy, australia.
I would like to think of myself as funny. My blog is basically anything beautiful, makes me laugh or something that somehow reflects my mood
re0ow:

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kryptonize:

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Omg so cute



omfg that’s so cute

I don’t know why, but this picture scares me. It’s such a beautiful, peaceful, calm, serene scene, yet she looks like she’s facing life head on. Have you ever had those moments? When you just look at the world and you’re like, “This is what it’s come to.” and for her, it seems like it’s come to drowning herself. Now I pray that’s not true and maybe it’s just how I see the picture but there’s just something about it. The way she moves her left hand, like she’s nervous or scared and how the sky is totally calm and all that stands before her and the ocean, is 10 feet of sand. But I could be totally wrong, perception is everything. 
sole-e-laluna:

modmad:

thebohemians-rpsody:

Dublin

You see, this is what I love about Ireland.
Most people would look at that rock and say; “gosh, that’s a pretty cool rock, I wonder how it stays up like that?”
No. That is not the right way to do things.
The Irish look at that and say; “I’m going to build a house on that fucker.”

^why I love being Irish
kwieta:

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