“A poor man with nothing in his belly needs hope, illusion, more than bread” — Georges Bernanos
(via insight-inspiration)
its okay not to be okay.
Noone said this was going to be easy….
A Field of flowers is where i’d like to park my head and just breathe with my eyes closed
Luck isn’t real, yet we still feel lucky
I miss the beach like its the only place i can feel at peace. Racing the wind, sand in my pockets, beautiful blissful sunshine covering me like an umbrella, the smell of freedom. The ocean with arms that flow for days, she hugs the earth with a caring promise that no matter the weather she’ll be there forever. Who could’ve guessed they know love and they know pain.. Every element of this world bares the same fruit. Open your heart and feel the truth
