1. beexgood:

    I often romanticize about these types of train rides.

    (Source: para-quedas, via pioneersofthewest)

  2. fleeting new friend.


  4. "It does not matter … how the people talk—or in what labyrinthine parentheses they let their unarriving language wanter. They strongly and vividly exist, and they construct not a drama, perhaps, but a world, floating indeed in an obscure where it seems to have a solitary orbit, but to be as solidly palpable as any of the planets of the more familiar systems."
    — William Dean Howells on Henry James. (via cyanotype-thrill)

    (via howitzerliterarysociety)

  5. as if one can hold the tension of the moon at their occiput. 

    (Source: darkpassenger1313)

  6. (Source: sickatunde, via vampirejuly)


  8. "the answer my friend/is blowing in the wind."
    — bob dylan.

  10. "The heavy smell of flower petals stroked the walls of my lungs."
    — Haruki Murakami, The Wind-Up Bird Chronicle  (via thatkindofwoman)

    (Source: kanashimi, via thatkindofwoman)

  11. modcloth:

    A colorful cake for your next party. 


  13. "Sometimes you just have to jump out the window and grow wings on the way down."
    — Ray Bradbury  (via fawun)

    (Source: liquidnight, via fawun)

  14. copeleyreilly:

    all. summer. long.

    (Source: jamesbowden.net, via vampirejuly)