Street art I found while i was in San Francisco (Taken with Instagram)
“Music expresses what words cannot” (Taken with Instagram)
Call me a pioneer. #Tweegram (Taken with Instagram)
I went on a mini hike today. My “zen” (Taken with Instagram)
#ProblemsCreativePeopleHave (Taken with Instagram)
I have a thing for candles (Taken with Instagram)
Look what Tia showed me today. #StreetArt. FREE YOUR MIND (Taken with Instagram)
(Source: likeneelyohara, via sincerelybang)
Dreams.
One of my favorite poems by Langston Hughes
“What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
Like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore—
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over—
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?”
