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𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓽 𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭𝓮𝓷

[noonwalkdiary]

i don't have an astigmatism. my sight is just blurry because of the love. love softens things around the edges

[noonwalkdiary]

romance is when the kiss degenerates into gnawing

[dek0pon]

beetle table <3 maple, white oak, walnut

[julieterbang]

[llovinghome]

[seraphic-facade]

かわいい、こんなに素敵な服は久々にみたかもしれない！

着てお出かけしたいけど、勿体なくて当分眺めて愛でることになりそう…♡

[nicostiel]

"Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall."

[amilkyway]

fireflies lighting up a rural Pennsylvania field at dusk

[galacticpasta]

man the bravest shit you can do in this world is love indefinitely

[galacticpasta]

there’s so much heartbreak and loss out there that sometimes caring about anything feels like a weakness. but despite all the risks that come with being vulnerable there are people out there who just love and love and love without thinking twice and on god that’s whats keeping the earth on its axis

[lyssahumana]

[a-quiet-green-agreement]

“Later, when I was in the Argentine, I used to tell myself that I could not die until I had seen another month of May, here in the mountains. The grass grows knee-high in the meadows and down the centre of the roads between the wheel ruts. If you are with a friend, you walk down the road with the grass between you. In the forest the late beech leaves come out, the greenest leaves in the world. The cows are let out of the stable for the first time. They leap, kick with their hind legs, turn in circles, jump like goats. The month itself is like a home-coming.”

– John Berger, Into Their Labours: Pig Earth

[medley]

powder satin shell clutch by lulu guinness

[dreamypng]

[eyes-like-a-pisces]

[kaliforniaface]

[connoisseur-art]

Scene from ‘A Midsummer Night’s Dream’

John Simmons, 1873, watercolor

[theladyintweed]

Allan Ramsay (detail)