Inhale life and exhale fire.

theshoutingendoflife:

jaclcfrost:

standing next to sunflowers always makes me feel weak like “look at this fucking flower. this flower is taller than i am. this flower is winning and i’m losing”

Wow you are not ready to hear about trees.

over it
dreamalittledreamofdean:

for heather.. i have no idea what this is but she likes men in suits and sunflowers

yael’s lucky I saw this — she didn’t even tag me but I got lucky
I do love sunflowers
and men in suits mmm
this girl KNOWS me

dreamalittledreamofdean:

for heather.. i have no idea what this is but she likes men in suits and sunflowers

yael’s lucky I saw this — she didn’t even tag me but I got lucky

I do love sunflowers

and men in suits mmm

this girl KNOWS me

freedomforwhales:

After watching the CNN documentary “Blackfish,” Steve-O, famous performer and comedian had the anti-SeaWorld campaign on his mind and, after passing “SeaWorld Drive” in San Diego, the inspiration for a perfect stunt struck him (see the video)
“I have a pretty passionate stance against animal cruelty, as everyone knows,” he said. “But I want to be really clear here too: when I go on tour to various locations, one of first things I think of is what kinds of trouble can I get to to shake things up and get some news … this worked out so great. I could kill two birds with one stone: bring attention to the cause I believe in, and bring attention to myself.” 
Steve-O noted that he was very careful not to damage any property during the stunt. And the result is something of a circus itself. The whole ordeal (which took place last May) took five tries and cost him more than a few injuries, but Steve-O says it was worth it.
“It’s magical if I can take a wild and crazy stunt and do some good,” he said. “Here I am setting out to entertain people and then I can do something to make a difference.”   
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freedomforwhales:

After watching the CNN documentary “Blackfish,” Steve-O, famous performer and comedian had the anti-SeaWorld campaign on his mind and, after passing “SeaWorld Drive” in San Diego, the inspiration for a perfect stunt struck him (see the video)

“I have a pretty passionate stance against animal cruelty, as everyone knows,” he said. “But I want to be really clear here too: when I go on tour to various locations, one of first things I think of is what kinds of trouble can I get to to shake things up and get some news … this worked out so great. I could kill two birds with one stone: bring attention to the cause I believe in, and bring attention to myself.” 

Steve-O noted that he was very careful not to damage any property during the stunt. And the result is something of a circus itself. The whole ordeal (which took place last May) took five tries and cost him more than a few injuries, but Steve-O says it was worth it.

“It’s magical if I can take a wild and crazy stunt and do some good,” he said. “Here I am setting out to entertain people and then I can do something to make a difference.”   

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My idea of sexy is that less is more. The less you reveal the more people can wonder.

My idea of sexy is that less is more. The less you reveal the more people can wonder.

22 years ago 

jaimejustelaphoto:

sunflowers by Sabine Beyer
tulipnight:

Morning of Buckwheat field by shinichiro* on Flickr.

hey baby remember when we watched the sunrise? remember, do you? remember when we jumped out of your bed at 5am and raced down those filthy back stairs to get to your car, because it was already light out and i didn’t want to miss it, because you were a little bit drunk and ready to embrace my impulsive decisions? 

remember how we raced down that road like maniacs, but the plantations were closed, and breathless, with fumbling hands, you reversed, and spun us up the road toward nowhere…and I was drunk and bouncing in my seat while you sang to Maroon 5…but remember, my feet were on the dashboard and your hand was in my lap and the windows were all the way down.

I don’t know if you remember but we raced down that road like maniacs. We saw the crest of the hilltop and I yelled at you to drive faster because the sun was there, already rising, and I knew once we reached the top the sky would burst and rain lemondrops. There was so much suspense, I grabbed your hand and you pressed down on the pedal; I swear there was nothing more exhilarating than the rev of that engine. And then we reached the top and exploded into the sunrise. And it was beautiful.

I’m not sure you remember, but you pulled over alongside a wide open field full of wildflowers. I leaped from the car, and you followed me into the grass.

I wonder if you remember, now, how I laughed and stumbled when you grabbed my arm to pull me back to you.

Hey do you remember those few moments before, my words suspended in the brisk dew of the air between us, when you silenced me with those eyes?

I guess you don’t remember what happened next, during those quiet moments of anticipation, of the sun’s lingering glow on our faces.

I guess you don’t remember the way you kissed me.

Hey, baby…I remember…because once the sun’s golden kisses permeated my skin, I tasted mango on my lips and felt red wine heat in my cheeks.

It was Trace Bundy’s music in my ears and sunflowers in my eyes. I don’t remember if my feet were bare, but I know I wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear. 

And that was the most breathtaking kiss I’ve had, the one they write about in fairytales, the one that I want all of my future loves to feel, the one that still keeps me up at night sometimes.