The Feminine Urge This, The Masculine Urge That, What About The The Morbid Longing For The Picturesque

made me feel at peace at least once this day. thanks god for reminding me that tumblr actually exists.

Julius Paulsen (1860-1940, Danish) ~ Late Summer Night, 1899

[Source: nasjonalmuseet.no]

adorable.

misty weather. x

guys, yesterday in my so-called virtual diary i wrote an extremely spontaneous and emotional thought. “like i don’t belong anywhere. it feels like this all the time”. and here it is. the answer of the fkn tumblr post appearing out of nowhere. do i still have a need to share my feelings with actual people or what?

That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you're not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.

~ F. Scott Fitzgerald

where i should belong:

Quiet by Stepan Ohiy, 1950s

i’ve been at that exact place about 7 months ago.

The Dnieper. Autumn by Yevhenia Ovsiannykova, 1948

grin. ).

The great Dorothy Parker born on this day in 1893:

"If you have young friends who aspire to be writers, the second greatest favor you can do to them is present them with copies of The Elements of Style. The first greatest, of course, is to shoot them while they are still happy."

Network (1976) dir. by Sidney Lumet

i love you green. i love you forests. i love you smell of damp earth. i love you feeling before the storm breaks. i love you moss. i love you rivers. i love you streams. i love you thunderstorms. i love you sunlight shining through leaves.

I am a quiet seeker.

“magic isnt real” — plants just grow out of the ground. for free. everywhere.