Depressing thought: in a 100 years almost everyone that’s alive now will be dead and the world will be inhabited by 10 billion or so completely new people.
A 2002 Bluebird with a Vanagon on top of it. Post on A Restless Transplant with more info.
"Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. But this is the very condition of existence. To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence."
(Source: itsthewaitingunknown, via spirit-soup)
"April is the cruelest month, breeding
lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
memory and desire, stirring
dull roots with spring rain."
- T.S. Eliot, The Waste Land (via traumachu)
(Source: petrichour, via hazyfairies)