Daydreams of a Realist
We just keep spinning around on this earth. Does it even matter if we don't do anything to better ourselves?
Daydreams of a Realist
+
+
anotherboheminan:

(via Rose et Lis: The limed wood finish)
+
+
yeaverily:

Hadrian’s Villa in Tivoli, Italy
+
thefrenchguidoune:

“That’s the thing about girls. Every time they do something pretty, even if they’re not much to look at, or even if they’re sort of stupid, you fall in love with them, and then you never know where the hell you are. Girls. Jesus Christ. They can drive you crazy. They really can.”  ― J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
+
"It struck me as pretty ridiculous to be called Mr. Darcy and to stand on your own looking snooty at a party. It’s like being called Heathcliff and insisting on spending the entire evening in the garden, shouting ‘Cathy’ and banging your head against a tree."
Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones’s Diary (via observando)
+
"I forgave everybody, I gave up, I got drunk."
Jack Kerouac, On the Road (via hellanne)
+
+
provencetoujours:

Ruelle de Moustiers-Ste-Marie
+
+
oix:

on Christmas morning by AnyDirectFlight on Flickr.
+
+
amarepervivere:


More?

Shameless Plug: The Dream Project
+
plasmatics-life:

New York ~ By Masashi Wakui
+
"I was born lost and take no pleasure in being found."
John Steinbeck, Travels With Charley: In Search of America (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)