Forest Stories

21 years old naturalist, lover of philosophy, beauty, and vice. Student of the world.
"May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.” - Edward Abbey


i’m made of sarcasm and sexual frustration

(via coffeecatsandcigarettes)

I love fall, its too cold to smoke outside


at what age do i have to stop being a sarcastic asshole

(via moderatly)

My dear,
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.

- Charles Bukowski (via pajareandoenlacalle)