invhale:

People need to realize that there are days when you’re not in the mood to talk or interact with anyone.

I act and react, and suddenly I wonder “Where is the girl that I was last year?..Two years ago?..What would she think of me now?
Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals  (via cizzlez)

(Source: tarkovskologist)

Isn’t it beautiful?

How we find God
when we lose
ourselves?

Isn’t He beautiful?

The Creator of
the stars and
you and I.

Aisha Iqbal  (via iqranazir)