Jenna
beasleypercussion:

montparnassty:

lesmisblog:

Just…
Did anybody notice the sign that reads “Beware pickpockets”?
It is like pure gold <3

Fun fact: pickpockets used to put up signs like that in tourist areas, so that tourists would pat places on themselves where their valuables were kept, to check that they were still there. Then the pickpockets would know exactly where to retrieve them from.

I love learning 

beasleypercussion:

montparnassty:

lesmisblog:

Just…

Did anybody notice the sign that reads “Beware pickpockets”?

It is like pure gold <3

Fun fact: pickpockets used to put up signs like that in tourist areas, so that tourists would pat places on themselves where their valuables were kept, to check that they were still there. Then the pickpockets would know exactly where to retrieve them from.

I love learning 

iglovequotes:

Daily dose of love quotes here

iglovequotes:

Daily dose of love quotes here

I workout not to look good with my clothes on, but to look good naked!

I workout not to look good with my clothes on, but to look good naked!

Working out had become an obsession!

Working out had become an obsession!

hope-love-believe-live:

You don’t recover from a love like that.
A love that strong, that fierce.
You don’t get over it.

You just learn to push it into a part of you that you can’t reach.
You learn to shred it into tiny fragments and bury it deep in our soul hoping that it will not resurface again.

But it is always there.
It leaves a thin layer of dust on your fingertips,
And hums lightly in the corners of your brain.

It is always there.
Faintly burning your skin as it rushes through the blood that flows through your veins.

It is always there.

hope-love-believe-live:

You don’t recover from a love like that.
A love that strong, that fierce.
You don’t get over it.

You just learn to push it into a part of you that you can’t reach.
You learn to shred it into tiny fragments and bury it deep in our soul hoping that it will not resurface again.

But it is always there.
It leaves a thin layer of dust on your fingertips,
And hums lightly in the corners of your brain.

It is always there.
Faintly burning your skin as it rushes through the blood that flows through your veins.

It is always there.