I Am Free And That Is Why I Am Lost - Franz Kafka

i think it's so pure and intimate when they kiss the places on ur body that ur insecure about

places to be alone

in a gothic cathedral

lying in bed, listening to summer rain

a hot bubble bath on a wintery day

a bookstore or a library

pine forest, neck craned upwards at trees against the sky

natural history museum

sunrise from a hilltop, with only the birds for company

near a crackling fireplace with a good book and a teacup

in the grass at sunset, watching the clouds and the butterflies

riding a bike down unknown roads and getting lost

My desk has been taken over by this research paper. How do you guys keep yourself disciplined during the winter break?

my dreams are coming true you just see.

tea and erstwhile portraits

ig: mindeya

Salvatore Postiglione (1861-1906) - Dante e Beatrice, 1906 (detail)

Veiled Truth (detail) by Antonio Corradini, completed 1750