I am made for autumn. Summer and I have a fickle relationship, but everything about autumn is perfect to me. Wooly jumpers, Wellington boots, scarves, thin first, then thick, socks. The low slanting light, the crisp mornings, the chill in my fingers, those last warm sunny days before the rain and the wind. Her moody hues and subdued palate punctuated every now and again by a brilliant orange, scarlet or copper goodbye. She is my true love.

A recipe for Rowan Jelly by Alys Fowler (via theflowershop)

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Life’s too short to drink crappy coffee and cry over boys who don’t care.

Matty Healy (the 1975)

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godmoves:

Chamonix, France

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You’re only given a little spark of madness. You mustn’t lose it.

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lomographicsociety:

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bowganglexi:

took this a few days ago in lovely London.kik: BowGangLexi

bowganglexi:

took this a few days ago in lovely London.

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meet-me-in-europe:

Dubrovnik, Croatia

meet-me-in-europe:

Dubrovnik, Croatia

And sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in.

Jane Austen, from Sense and Sensibility (Penguin Classics, 2003)

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creativetravelspot:

Autumn Rain, London, England

creativetravelspot:

Autumn Rain, London, England

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