Vox Vividus, Vox Veritas


Known by the name Plamen and am 19 years of age. I live in the country of Bulgaria, though I dream of the United Kindgom. If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask.

Moving out l Moving on

24 hours ago I was, just like now, walking round an apartment, although then I was waiting for Martin and Stef. Now I’m simply waiting for my parents back at home. Yesterday evening the apartment was so empty that you could hear your own echo, which was a rather odd feeling for me. Now all I see is the place I grew up with all of the familiar furniture here. I’m hundreds of kilometres away from the other apartment, which I’ll most probably never visit again, mainly because Martin and Stef moved out. I’ve never done that and it was rather strange to share the experience of their moving on. In the morning before that I helped Martin prepare his luggage and it struck me that I will have to do the same later in the summer when I will be leaving to the opposite side of the continent. All of this made me think about moving out and that it actually is an act of moving on. Even so, it’s a bit depressing when the place you live and the people you live with changed drastically. It’s so difficult to realise that things will be different from the way they were just a 24 hours ago.

acehotel:

Running through The Louvre, from Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Dreamers. 
Today the filmmaker turns 74. And to this day The Louvre forbids running.

acehotel:

Running through The Louvre, from Bernardo Bertolucci’s The Dreamers. 

Today the filmmaker turns 74. And to this day The Louvre forbids running.

(via wring-out-the-rain)

betomad:

Edinburgh, Scotland. by Daniel Farò

(via forest-dreams)

lostsplendor:

Returning home after a long awaited and warm Edwardian picnic in Central Park after an afternoon of lounging and nibbling with fyodorpavlov and friends.

lostsplendor:

Returning home after a long awaited and warm Edwardian picnic in Central Park after an afternoon of lounging and nibbling with fyodorpavlov and friends.

Self-absorption in all its forms kills empathy, let alone compassion. When we focus on ourselves, our world contracts as our problems and preoccupations loom large. But when we focus on others, our world expands. Our own problems drift to the periphery of the mind and so seem smaller, and we increase our capacity for connection - or compassionate action. Daniel Goleman, Social Intelligence: The New Science of Human Relationships (via erraticintrovert)

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waroul:

Clément Chabernaud for L’Officiel Hommes

waroul:

Clément Chabernaud for L’Officiel Hommes

(via lapkinspiration)