Some Mad Hope

  “I dream too much, and I don’t write enough, and I’m trying to find God everywhere. " - Anis Mojgani

[renovation]

Dead Poet Society ( 1989 )

[danielodowd-deactivated20170124]

[global-musings]

Zalipie, the “painted village” near Ternow. Houses are completely painted on the inside and outside by their owners. 1976.

Location: Zalipie, Poland

Photographer: Bruno Barbey

[fcoppola]

Netherfield Park in Pride and Prejudice [2005] My dear Mr. Bennet, said his lady to him one day, have you heard that Netherfield Park is let at last?

Pride & Prejudice // dir. Joe Wright

[expressions-of-nature]

Minimalism of Morning by Aeromast

[stydixa]

If, however, your feelings have changed, I will have to tell you: you have bewitched me, body and soul, and I love, I love, I love you. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on.

[princessrhcenyra]

[prettystuff]

[rubiesandhoney]

[autumneternally]

As they entered November, the weather turned very cold. The mountains around the school became icy grey and the lake like chilled steel. Every morning the ground was covered in frost.

J.K. Rowling. Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone. United Kingdom, 1997. Print. (via autumn-eternally)

[plotanic]

[madgirlf]

the GPS is telling us to turn right to go to the airport but what if we turned it off? what if we kept driving and your hand was always on my leg and we never got the sand out of our hair? I know that I should be mature and kiss you without my hands on your face and walk to the terminal with a straight back but I can’t stop thinking about your ocean glass eyes. I love you and sometimes I’m sloppy about it but I think that’s okay because no one ever wrote about a love that didn’t get a little messy sometimes. let’s not turn right. left feels better. left leaves me with you.

Fortesa Latifi - Left

from We Were Young

available on Amazon here

(via madgirlf)

[forkeepsblog]

- Walt Whitman

[forkeepsblog]

When a note you jotted down for yourself years ago resurfaces right when you need it.

[angstyindie-blog]

Found Here

[rogerwilkerson]

[madgirlf]

I’m in your apartment but it doesn’t feel like your apartment anymore. I recognize everything here but a strange light washes over it, tinged blue and different. I used to be able to draw this room from memory. Now, I don’t belong here. And even though I don’t belong here, I’m sitting here because we haven’t yet admitted that I don’t belong here. It’s embarrassing, sitting here with my heart in my hands and hoping you look my way. You used to know my heart so well. I cry on the train ride home and lean my head against the window, on my way to a new apartment, where I don’t even know the color of the curtains.

Fortesa Latifi - R Train (via madgirlf)

[hauntedbystorytelling]

Three young women eat spaghetti on inflatable mattresses at Lake of Capri, 1939 (AP Photo / Hamilton Wright)

[abbiefrank]

Love love love

[tjald-deactivated20240125]

i would love to see this image in colour