Sam, 17, USA. Running is rad. Walk the Moon is super dandy. Funny things are good because everyone deserves to laugh.



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bienenkiste:

Photographed by Eva Varveropoulou for Vogue.it
"Have enough courage to trust love one more time and always one more time."Maya Angelou (via wordsthat-speak)

(via wordsthat-speak)

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themessyheads:

Home
Now that I am in a dorm in college, I am thinking a lot about the concept of home. Is a home a place, a person, a landscape, or where your heart is? I believe that home is the center of you. If you feel centered in a house, if your feel yourself in a house, then that is your home. Now that I have no house, I have to ask myself what centers me.
I think I am centered by running. It brings me back to myself. Home is not a place but a feeling. A person can be a home. A cozy coffee shop in any city can be home, or the taste of your favorite food. A book can be home or a hobby can be home.
 I propose to not consider where you live as your home, but a feeling. Everyday, no matter how far you are from your actual physical house, you can find the feeling of home. The world can become your home, if you let it. 
Xo, 
Emma
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likearealaristocrat:

step // vampire weekend
neuromaencer:


architizer:

Swiss architect and programmer Michael Hansmeyer has designed the most intricately designed columns on earth made, using a custom algorithm developed by Pixar. 
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subfourfifteenmiler:

BC XC
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sweat-and-scars:

Stanford runners. I’ll take two
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deadbyshawn:

deadbyshawn:

appreciate brown eyes more bc the people with brown eyes are grown up forcing to believe fuckin blue and green and grey are beautiful and either detest or get incredibly happy when someone compliments their eye color stop letting this happen

there are people with brown eyes reblogging this and theyre talking about still being sad with their eye color and this is exactly why we need hype about brown eyes

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YELLOW FLICKER BEAT, AND AN ANNIVERSARY

lordemusic:

i’m sitting up in bed, moving through desert halfway between utah and las vegas. yesterday was our ninth show in eleven days. every night, after i play, and say hi, and take pictures, and i walk up the stairs and we go on our way, i set up in this little bed office. i work from midnight until…