autumnadventurer:

autumn blog that follows back all seasonal blogs ☂

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ominousplaces:

Light at the end of the road, by littlemewhatever.

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If the moon smiled, she would resemble you. You leave the same impression, of something beautiful, but annihilating.

Sylvia Plath, The Rival (via freyjageist)

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fuckyeahpsychedelics:

“Flight Of The Wild Gander” by steveoxley

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How many poems sleep in dictionaries
buried like needles in hay?

Anna Kamieńska, from “Dictionaries”  (via loveyourchaos)

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There is a huge amount of freedom that comes to you when you take nothing personally.

Don Miguel Ruiz (via soverticallyhectic)

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