kiyoaki:

(vía Recipe: Homemade Nutella | Le voyage créatif)

I am definitely the best at diffusing arguments…

Massive blow up between my housemate and my boyfriend successfully avoided.
Genius. 

When you find, amongst a huge pile of your clothes, your stockings and suspenders in someone else’s room…

I mean SERIOUSLY?! She must be high.
What was she even going to DO with them?! 

 I don’t even want to think about it…awkward 

Gay, straight, bi, asexual…

I cannot figure you out, you mad thing.
It doesn’t matter either way, to be fair…
I think you are bloody awesome :)

I have amazing friends. 

(Source: )

(Source: sadnessfactory)

hellanne:

Rain cant touch us (by ben///giles)

Now, see, my boyfriend doesn’t understand why I want to get engaged on a traffic island, in front of the Arc de Triomphe, with the traffic racing past, in the middle of winter when the christmas lights are lit. I think this sums it up well.

I could totally go for this right now…

firsttimeuser:

West End, London, 1968 by William Carter

bluntself:

Spoleto Acquedotto (by matfer)

(Source: 21vines)

danseurs:

Jeux de miroir @Bordeaux (by Bérenger ZYLA)

unusualyoung:

ruby james