in-describable:

went on a drive bc im feelin anxious and needed to listen to bon iver with the windows down

Being born a woman is an awful tragedy. Yes, my consuming desire to mingle with road crews, sailors and soldiers, bar room regulars—to be a part of a scene, anonymous, listening, recording—all is spoiled by the fact that I am a girl, a female always in danger of assault and battery. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night. —

Sylvia Plath

fuck every single time that last line gets quoted without the rest

(via sadjailbait)

skogs:

goodmorning

michaelswaney:

 Adam Shield, untitled, 2013. oil on board, 122 x 110 cm 

lifeof-ty:

The most beautiful 5 hour hike leading to a tea house in the mountains