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there are few things I love more than big fields, open skies, and whispers of fall in Ohio  (at Miami University Natural Areas)

b0ho-blonde:

Either step on or step off but please don’t play this weird game where we’re stuck in the middle.

(via orange-is-the-new-spoopy)

done waiting

lonequixote:

A Bouquet of Petunias ~ Jane Peterson

megablaziken:

I went to the Met today

(via jeffmansir)

everything that was really good over the summer is really shitty now

uglygirlsclub:

don’t date anyone who isn’t proud of you

(via achievementgunter)

just-wanna-travel:

Milford, Ireland

scintilleadamantine:

Henri Le Sidaner, “La casa in estate” (1924)

Henri Le Sidaner, “La casa in autunno” (1924)

(via impressionsonmymind)

I love you and I always will and I am sorry. What a useless word.
by Hemingway (via stillmeaningless)

(Source: nextbestcoast, via impressionsonmymind)

In Bed The Kiss - Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec
heaveninawildflower:

'Woods in the Fall' undated watercolour by Childe Hassam (1859–1935).
Image and text courtesy MFA Boston. 
Sometimes I remind myself that I almost skipped the party, that I almost went to a different college, that the whim of a minute could have changed everything and everyone. Our lives, so settled, so specific, are built on happenstance.
by Anna Quindlen, Every Last One   (via asimetricna-vagina)

(Source: wordsthat-speak, via coffeebeanhorology)