Heroes have to come from somewhere.
Carson, 22, Pennsylvania. Wild things, poetry, aching for adventure, and general sarcasm.
thousandsofleaves answered: take me with you!! :) I’d go, are you near Vancouver B.C?
I wish! Sadly, I’m in Pennsylvania.
May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.
Edward Abbey (via wildernessbound)
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So, I want to see The Great Gatsby again (I thought it was fantastic) but I don’t want to cry in a movie theater all alone?
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A new world, material without being real, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about…like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees
F Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby (via castellums)
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Morning is my favorite time of day. It’s like everything’s starting out fresh and new. I begin to get sad around noontime, and I hate it when the sun goes down. I live with those same feelings day after day.
Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via erraticintrovert)
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If you meet someone whose soul is not aligned with yours, send them love and move along.
Wayne W. Dyer (via thatkindofwoman)
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