~Ravings of Nothing~

moominboy:

i miss the generations when a guy had to ask a girl out by asking her parents, where a girl could just be beautiful in a tshirt, where bubonic plagues decimated villages across europe and left a third of the population dead. reblog if u agree

(via rinkusu)

ambedo n. a kind of melancholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details—raindrops skittering down a window, tall trees leaning in the wind, clouds of cream swirling in your coffee—which leads to a dawning awareness of the haunting fragility of life

(via gayharrystyles)

landofinkandglass:

cocoavengers:

doktorassgardian:

upper-stories:

goodnamesgone:

Mammatus clouds

oh, we get these a lot here.

it happens when like, cold air and hot air end up swirling around each other and the cold air winds up on top, it has three outcomes, tornadoes, mammatus clouds, or those really low clouds that look almost green

clouds are the best things ever where is the cloud formations fandom

these are so beautiful. i’d give anything to see these in person.

I would gladly join a cloud fandom.  I fucking love clouds.

landofinkandglass: kats-in-space: 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.” The Irish are scary extreme. Level: IRISH

landofinkandglass:

kats-in-space:

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.”

The Irish are scary extreme.

Level: IRISH