Madison.M.M

wondering wandering lift me up, I want to be A fucking bard. A lover. A traveler of the low road. the high road. An artist in every sense of the word. A worldly woman who strikes impassive beauty and awe and bewilderment. Too much to ask for? But enough to achieve towards. We change. My soul and I. Frequently, but not given to fancy.
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"commission my soul with a fire uncontrollable"
tobyharvard: http://tobyharvard.tumblr.com/
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How fragile we are between the few good moments.

Jane Hirshfield, Vinegar and Oil  (via weaverofstars)

(via weaverofstars)

although sometimes im like

i think something and it sounds great and funny in my head and then i say it and everyone stares at me really confused and i immediately feel like an idiot but really no one understands me i guess

like.no.

i miss art kids

thinhdong: “VIOLENT AND STILL” Frozen roses #5
neekaisweird: growing pains (by m-meow)
vintagenatgeographic: Mount Rainier, Washington National Geographic | June 1951

FIRST TIME ON THE COMPUTER

Hey guys! sorry i havent been posting at all much…im currently at a friends house in holland, paris was beautiful and this is all so surreal. Sometimes i wish i was traveling alone though, i feel like that experience would be entirely different….but enough of that. As for pictures Im taking photos with a mostly film camera, so ill upload some when i get back eh? HURRAH FOR BACKPACKS

art-blag: Nandan GhiyaThe Dreamer 2Acrylic on Old Photograph and Wood Frame19 x 18 inches2012
bone-street-sand: me about everything
1000scientists: Color on Surface, 2013Thomas Albdorf
livvwilde: ..There is a great choice that awaits us every day: whether we go around carving holes in others because we have been so painfully carved ourselves, or whether we let spirit play its song through our tender experience, enabling us to listen, as well, to the miraculous music coming through others.”