"Getting lost is not a waste of time."

I'll answer if you ask...   Submit!   I'm Ryan. I'm a sophomore in college majoring in psychology with dreams that go even higher than space. I love traveling, reading, hiking, and road trips. I love with my brain and think with my heart.
Sophomore in college, Capricorn, 19.

"I came to a point where I needed solitude and just stop the machine of ‘thinking’ and ‘enjoying’ what they call ‘living’, I just wanted to lie in the grass and look at the clouds."
Jack Kerouac (via theglasschild)

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panicacidide:

Apparently it’s not socially acceptable for a man to invite another man out just for coffee or to go out for a meal, in case it’s perceived as a date. Like it’s fine if you wanna go to the pub and drink beer and have a chat but make it non-alcoholic and suddenly you’re not straight anymore? You can go to the cinema together but ONLY if it’s an action movie. You guys can’t even just go shopping with each other. Oh masculinity, so fragile, so strange. 

I go out occasinally to dinner or lunch with my best guy friend and we go shopping for clothes. Afterwards we’ll play video games and talk about stuff. Didn’t know that our masculinity was being percieved as being homosexuals.

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hardcockforhitchcock:

My plane adventure from a New York Minute to Standard Mountain Time.

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"

1. Smile at strangers, it doesn’t matter if they don’t smile back.

2. Make a small talk with elderly, and see how it brightens up their day.

3. Don’t be negative about yourself, or any other being.

4. Get outside and let nature amaze you.

5. Do what your body tells you, it knows the best what you need.

6. Do what makes you, you wonderful soul, happy. Happy as fuck.

"
6 things to do for a peaceful day (via avvfvl)

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Because we need good hair days, right?

Because we need good hair days, right?

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#personal 
thegreatnorthwest:

I don’t fall in love with the wilderness anymore - it does nothing for me.  Instead, I fall in love with the pine trees, because of their scent and the noise they make when wind rushes through them.  I fall in love with alpine meadows with a trail leading up to a lake.  I fall in love with the clear blue waters of high mountain streams, and miss shaped lakes.  And I fall so deeply in love tall mountains, the way they cast their shadows, their simplicity.  I don’t just fall in love with the wilderness, I fall in love with each and every part, because they bring out something different.

thegreatnorthwest:

I don’t fall in love with the wilderness anymore - it does nothing for me.
Instead, I fall in love with the pine trees, because of their scent and the noise they make when wind rushes through them.
I fall in love with alpine meadows with a trail leading up to a lake.
I fall in love with the clear blue waters of high mountain streams, and miss shaped lakes.
And I fall so deeply in love tall mountains, the way they cast their shadows, their simplicity.
I don’t just fall in love with the wilderness, I fall in love with each and every part, because they bring out something different.

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thegreatnorthwest:

It’s the first night alone in my house. I haven’t lived alone, in some time. I can’t help but think of how things could of been a lot different at this point. So far, I’ve listened to way too much Bon Iver, eaten gelato on my floor, and looked solely at this vintage poster from my father. I need some distractions.

thegreatnorthwest:

It’s the first night alone in my house. I haven’t lived alone, in some time. I can’t help but think of how things could of been a lot different at this point. So far, I’ve listened to way too much Bon Iver, eaten gelato on my floor, and looked solely at this vintage poster from my father. I need some distractions.

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thetaillesseventer:

unamusedsloth:

If alcohol labels told the truth.

This is the best!

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Clark County Fair
August 4th, 2014.

Clark County Fair
August 4th, 2014.

— 1 week ago
#personal 
Go for it.

truthful-teen-echos:

panic-at-the-nuclear-fallout:

wishtoconfess:

I will write about the following, leave one in my ask box.

Dear person I hate,

Dear person I like,

Dear ex boyfriend,

Dear ex girlfriend,

Dear ex bestfriend,

Dear bestfriend,

Dear *anyone*,

Dear Santa,

Dear mom,

Dear dad,

Dear future me,

Dear past me,

Dear person I’m jealous of,

Dear person I had a crush on,

Dear girlfriend,

Dear boyfriend,

I would love some please??

Can you please??
Drop some in my ask, I’ll love you forever xD

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"One day, he’s going to know. He’ll know your birthday, your middle name, where you were born, your star sign, and your parents names. He’ll know how old you were when you learnt to ride a bike, how your grandparents passed away, how many pets you had, and how much you hated going to school. He’ll know your eye colour, your scars, your freckles, your laugh lines and your birth marks. He’ll know your favourite book, movie, candy, food, pair of shoes, colour, and song. He’s going to know why you’re awake at 5am most nights, where you were when you realised you’d lost a good friend, why you picked up the razor and how you managed to put it down before things went too far. He’s going to know your phobias, your dreams, your fears, your wishes, and your worries. He’s going to know about your first heartbreak, your dream wedding, and your problems with your parents. He’ll know your strengths, weaknesses, laziness, energy, and your mixed emotions. He’s going to know about your love for mayonnaise, your dream of being famous when you were five, your need to quote any film you know all the way through, and your fear of growing older. He’ll know your bad habits, your mannerisms, your stroppy pout, your facial expressions, and your laugh like it’s his favourite song. The way you chew, drink, walk, sleep, fidget and kiss. He’s going to know that you’ve already picked out wedding flowers, baby names, tiles for the bathroom, bridesmaid dresses, and the colour of your bedroom walls. He’s going to know, get annoyed at and then accept that you leave clothes everywhere, take twenty minutes to order a Starbucks, have to organise your DVD’s alphabetically, and check your horoscope… just incase. He’ll know your McDonald’s order, how many sugars to put in your tea, how many scoops of ice cream you want, and that you need your sandwiches cut into triangles. He’s going to know how you feel without you telling him, that you need a wee from a look on your face, and that you’re crying without shedding tears. He’s going to know all of it. Everything. You, from top to bottom and inside out. From learning, from sharing, from listening, from watching. He’s going to know every single thing there is to know, and you know what else? He is still going to love you."

Unknown (via zubat)

that was so worth reading and now im crying

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Spoiled myself today 😄

Spoiled myself today 😄

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It’s that type of morning.

It’s that type of morning.

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"Remember that children, marriages, and flower gardens reflect the kind of care that they get."
H. Jackson Brown Jr. (via pureblyss)

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