Amy. Follower of Christ. Canadian. Music. Photography. Travelling. Art. And the endless list of things I enjoy or want to do.

 

"That’s a tough one.  When I was younger I stayed away from guys a lot, so I never actually got my heart broken really.  I mean, slightly, but I never fell in love enough to get really broken.  But you see it happen all the time.

The best thing I can say is just realize what you’re worth, and know that if that guy doesn’t see that in you then he’s completely not worth your time.  You know?”

- Lights 

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(Source: casanova-me)

die-ing-inside:

satans-ghost:

Do you ever get like super vulnerable late at night that you just want to spill your heart out and say how you feel because you’ve been holding it in for so long and you just need some ventilation and there’s just something about two in the morning that makes me lose my filter and say the things I would never have the guts to say when the sun is up.

(Source: mingdliu)

davykesey:

athomeonjourney:

Exploring Turtleback and Rainbow Falls. 

Teaser from a new side project. It’s all about pushing yourself to do more. Stay tuned!

thisiswander:

Elena Morelli
Viareggio, Italy
Canon 5D Mark II | Hasselblad 500C/M

What has been your most difficult image to capture?

Uhm, I wouldn’t know, really. My approach to photography is very instinctual — I love taking pictures of anything that moves me, that makes me think, that fascinates me. I’ve been lucky enough to never find myself in situations in which taking the picture I wanted would be too difficult. A few times, though, I’ve taken some pics with the snow up to my thighs, but I wouldn’t define them difficult — hard, maybe, or painful.
On the other hand, there are images in my mind I’d like to capture, but I still haven’t, either because I didn’t have the time or the climate was not right or I haven’t managed yet to reach a particular location. Maybe they will turn out to be difficult, maybe not; I don’t know yet.

Tumblr: @elenamorelli
Twitter: @eletralenuvole

Kids, you can’t cling to the past. Because no matter how tightly you hold on, it’s already gone.

How I Met Your Mother (via todayithought)