A City Full

All trees in this world. Gentle breezes and warm naps in the afternoon. Crooked smiles and days coloured like Polaroids. This forest is a city at night. Walk with me at one a.m. This is about adventure, alleys, autumn, books, cities, coffee, forests, getting lost, gypsies, journals, letters, memories, mistakes, music, notebooks, rain, reading, scarves, secrets, sidewalks, streetlights, summer, tea, wind, winter, and writing.

[preventive]

[thebeautyofbecoming]

[diananock]

Aw, yeah, that’s the good shit.

[midnightruin]

I love abandoned ruins so much

[signalrun-deactivated20190312]

the world taken back by nature is my aesthetic

[pollysthings-deactivated2018101]

[mpdrolet]

[zptp]

[slurricane]

[walzerjahrhundert]

Emilio Sánchez-Perrier,Winter in Andalusia,1880

[meg4nnn]

[somethingfalling]

[whaleextract-blog]

[whatistheshapeofyourbody-blog]

[paigezakharenko]

[otherforests]

[theloyal-deactivated20170208]

[rgerlach]

[somebody-else]

[crookednose]