neither here nor there

Someday, I'll travel the world.

[expaulore]

[grace--upon--grace]

[nettlecottage-deactivated201908]

Inch Island, Donegal, Ireland Photo by James Whorriskey (Delbert Jackson) on Flickr

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

Laura & Nora | @_designtales_

[pr1nceshawn]

Street Art: Before & After.

[edensmidian]

I love these…..

[fluffy-critter]

Chaotic Good

[genatrius]

My favorite part is that these are going to be someone’s neighborhood landmarks. “Turn left at the saxaphone player,” “yeah I work in the shop right next to the Princess Leia fire hydrant,” “if you pass the shady guy selling watches, you’ve gone too far.” The urban and suburban worlds are so funny of random infrastructure points that you’re just supposed to ignore, like those big metal wiring cabinets on the side of the road and all those backflow preventers all over the place. With just a little paint, now they have friendly, comprehensible meaning.

[diegojpradof]

Next to you 11.0 │Momentos Fotografía │ Instagram

[wnq-writers]

“Angry, and half in love with you, and tremendously sorry, I turned away”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby

[furcoatblues]

[natemeg]

[oldfarmhousefallfeatures]

“It was a glorious evening, the sun seeming to hesitate in the process of setting, as if it couldn’t bear to end the day. It was teetering on the horizon, throwing ribbons of pink and mauve across the sky like life ropes, and the air was sweet with jasmine.”

— Kate Morton, The Lake House (via squeakowl)

[lifeinpoetry]

Depression has no vanishing point. Instead it spreads out, until the horizon itself is defined by fog. You touch yourself but not even an ache, or a pulse arises. You not only feel nothing; you’ve become nothing. Sensationless, mouthless. Your ear buzzing with flies.

— Anita Olivia Koester, from “Venus is Mummified,” published in Connotation Press

[snorlaxatives]

how the fuck is march almost over???? wasn’t it just valentines day?? wasn’t it just new years???? wasn’t it just christmas???? wasn’t it just treat yo self day???? didn’t man just go to the moon in 1969????? life is so crazy

[nevillles]

*takes one good photo* posts on all blogs, posts on all social media accounts, makes wallpaper, sends to friends, prints out and frames, emails to obama

[officialaudreykitching-deactiva]

It’s not your job to be likable. It’s your job to be yourself. The right people will like you anyway.

[mrsclarkkent]

“It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.”

— Charles Dickens, Great Expectations

[inmylackofsparetime]

“You will not recognize me. This time, I put my pieces back differently.”

— Malia Makana, Like Differently Love   (via herkindoftea)

[i-have-no-gender-only-rage]

Good News of 2017