i'll never be able to be here again. as the minutes slide by, i move on. the flow of time is something i cannot stop. i haven't a choice. i go.
one caravan has stopped, another starts up. there are people i have yet to meet, others i'll never see again. people who are gone before you know it, people who are just passing through. even as we exchange hellos, they seem to grow transparent. i must keep living with the flowing river before my eyes.

banana yoshimoto-kitchen

illustrations by yoshimoto nara

Her life improved dramatically when she decided to break the rules and find beauty where she’d been told there was none. -anonymous-

love

source: polyvore

girl vcasih si zelim, da bi imela dolge lase le zato, da bi si lahko pletla kite.



























source: http://vi.sualize.us/

today i fell in love with a little fairytale

Those are monique martinez's clothes, she's a girl form phoenix, i discovered her on etsy and here's also her blog. i just love them. i want to get married in one of those!!

romeo in julija
vcasih sem se sprasevala ce "in ziveli so srecni in veseli do konca svojih dni" res obstaja. zdaj vem da so lahko vsi prej ali slej srecni in veseli, ne za vedno ampak veckrat. sprasujem pa se, ce vedno nosis s sabo tudi zalostne stvari. ce si srecen in se jokas v knjigarni ker vidis, da je otok lamu eden od 500 najbolj romanticnih krajev na svetu. ce bi romea in julijo peljali na urgenco in bi prezivela, ali se nebi vedno spomnila, da sta nardila to kar sta. ali ce bo srecna snegulcica kdaj dala svojim otrokom za malico jabolko.
to so svari o katerih razmisljam ko dezuje. zato ne maram dezja. razen ce ne sedim pod mavricnim deznikom.

orange

paitedbliss nodtomodvintage jcgemsjewelry zaennabanana

I think a photography class should be a requirement in all educational programs because it makes you see the world rather than just look at it. ~Author Unknown





















vsakič, ko imam staro stvar v roki razmišljam o tem kje vse je bila, kdo jo je držal v roki, kaj je z njo delal. ce samo pomislim kaj je sto let star fotoaparat slikal...

kurt vonnegut

kdo nebi imel na nogi tetoviranega citata od tega mozicka???

stavim, da veter včasih piha samo zato, da otroci lovijo padle liste, se smejejo in kricijo.
in da včasih piha zato, da se vsem ostalim zdi, da so listi, ki letijo metulčki ali pa pisani konfeti, kot da bi bil vsak dan prav poseben rumen praznik.

don't know who's photo is this, 'cause i find it on the web, but i really love it :)
don't know what is this obsession with owls lately:)

drugi november je meglen datum, v ljubljani pa je vse manj megle. zacel se je drugi del jeseni, ne tisti oranzen in lep, ampak tisti siv, ko si vedno predstavljas meglo med stolpnicami, letos pa je kar ni.
danes sem kuhala juho s cvetaco, porom in knedlcki, pogovarjala sem se s sestletnim fantkom o frizurah za misi, poslusala sem chopina in si pobarvala nohte na rdece. nic od tega ni pomembno in nic od tega mi ne bo koristilo, ampak ko sem vse to pocela, sem se pocutila dobro. ce si jezen je dobro imet noz in se znasat nad porom. in ce si vcasih slabe volje je lepo imeti otroka zraven sebe. tudi, ko te bolijo usesa in mu reces naj bo manj glasen, ne ustavi svoje igre ampak enostavno sepeta naprej. razmislila bom o tem: ko mi bo kdo rekel, naj bom tisja ne bom nehala govoriti, si bom samo zacela momljat v brado. metaforicno seveda.