June 2010
53 posts
Out of reach
You’re like the network of my mobile phone. Unreachable at the one moment I really need you. You don’t feel me anymore. You don’t seem to care. Where is the love? The care? Please have the guts to tell me what you want from me. Or don’t want. Reach out for me. ‘Cause no matter what I do, I can’t reach you anymore
Baggy bank →
design is my muse: my favorite tumblrs... →
So I got asked this question a while back but haven’t answered it yet…I’m going to pick my top 10 favorite tumblrs…
http://loftylovin.tumblr.com/- amazing images, such a pleasure to look at…I think I reblog almost everything!
http://fuckyeahstreetlights.tumblr.com/- makes me want to…
So this is it. Tomorrow the first part of packing the last five years of my life starts. It hurts. But our house is no longer ours. It’s yours. No place for me anymore.
You can run but you can not hide
Inner peace
Looking for some inner peace. Trying to get closer to who I really am. Where do I stand now? Where can I go?
Is this really me? I’ll see.
Alles kan als jij het laat gebeuren, je moet alleen zelf de hemel openscheuren.
A brief history of love
Me time
Maybe it’s selfish, maybe it’s part of becoming an adult, a woman. Sometimes it feels awful, to choose for myself. But most of the times it feels like freedom, the only right thing to do.
I’m on my own. That means I’m lonely at some point, but mostly inspiring people are around. They motivate me to keep going, keep doing what I do and seem to be good at.
It’s...
If it’s meant to be, it’s meant to be.
Overcompleet →
I’m not here. I’m not there. My thoughts are everywhere.
Enjoy your home →
Barcelona het nieuwe Parijs?! →
Sex and the City's wisdom
You get to design your own life.
So that’s why I like interior design so much!