This is the Chapel of the Holy Cross.

Impromptu trip to Sedona led to self reflection and some beautiful pictures. If you’ve ever made your way to Sedona then you’ve more than likely stumbled across the Chapel of the Holy Cross. A stunning architectural feat, built in 1956 that juts from the red rocks it’s built upon. I myself am not a religious or spiritual person, but when surrounded by such beauty, it’s hard to not feel some kind of….. something. This mosaic piece is right before the entrance of the church. Standing here, you can see the vastness of the city below you. You’ve got a mountain side towering thousands of feet above you and a steep drop to your opposite. It is by no means quiet as there’s almost always hundreds of other people trying to take tourist photos and to toss away coins with secret wishes on them. So any coherent thought can only be barely formed before it’s broken by someone’s child screaming. BUT somehow in all of this chaos my mind managed to form this little nagging thought; no matter how small, we all make some impact on something or someone. Everything in some way causes a ripple in time. How big that ripple, we don’t always know, but it’s there, and if that doesn’t make you feel significant then I don’t know what does.

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*looks at boys my age* wow way too young for me

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Leonardo DiCaprio getting hella turnt

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Leonardo DiCaprio getting hella turnt

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boys get really hot and bothered when sexting and im probably laughing during it and eating macaroni 

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As your girlfriend, I will make it my duty to make you turned on at the most inappropriate of times.

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"Kit made a solemn vow that he would always stand beside me and let nothing come between us. He wrote this out in writing, put the paper in a box with some of our little tokens and things, then sent it off in a balloon he’d found while on the garbage route. His heart was filled with longing as he watched it drift off. Something must’ve told him that we’d never live these days of happiness again, that they were gone forever."

Badlands - Terrence Malik (1973)