fiction & fernweh*

* an ache for distant places; crave for travel; wanderlust.



I’m putting bandaids on all my blisters and drinking the cheapest wine I could find at the store — happy first day of my internship!

She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.
— Eleanor & Park, Rainbow Rowell (via kayleyhyde)

(Source: franstar, via kayleyhyde)

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