Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year. The morning of the first September was crisp and golden as an apple…

-JK Rowling, Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows (via h-o-r-n-g-r-y)

(Source: 500-days-of-autumn, via meghhs)


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road trippin’ to yoks

Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over.

-Marjorie Celona (via honeyandgunpowder)

(Source: thebronzemedal, via universul)


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