The Search For Sanctuary
One day I just woke up and realized that I can’t touch yesterday. So why the heck was I letting it touch me?
Steve Maraboli (via perfect)

redvipers:

Remember us better than we are.

eartheld:

mostly nature

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did you hear about the italian chef who died?

he pasta way

he just ran out of thyme

here today, gone tomato

his wife is still upset, cheese still not over it

we never sausage a tragedy coming

ashes to ashes, crust to crust

there’s just not mushroom for italian chefs in today’s world