27. Female.
Photography. Musicals. 1940s. Oceans.
Travel Anywhere. All the Accents.
LOST. Friends. Call the Midwife. Anne of Green Gables. Harry Potter. Admirer of Emmas, i.e. Thompson and Watson. All the Quotations.
Coffee. Walks to Anywhere. Nutella. The Smell of Rain. Burgundy. T.A.R.D.I.S Blue. Films. Bookshops. Bridges. Babies. Campfires. Scarves. Proper grammar.
(Source: whatwouldcarriesay, via whatwouldcarriesay)
This is how I’d like to spend all my time. Owning horses, breeding horses, racing horses, it’s what makes me truly happy. And I actually think it’s what I was born to do, until the other thing came along…that someone else was born to do, that they elected not to do, which meant that first my father, and then I, had to do a job we were never meant to do. And on days like today, in places like this, in company like this, you get a glimpse of what it all might have been like. The unlived life and how much happier it might have made me.
(via thecrownnet)
jo march really was like. i love the people around me and i cannot cope with them leaving and being mature and appealing enough to start new chapters in their lives while i’m still clinging into this idealised, carefree, comedy-like lifestyle i thought was gonna last forever. and i really thought platonic relationships could replace my repressed longing for a romantic one but now all my loved ones’ first priorities became romance. meanwhile i cannot put myself out seeking a romantic relationship because that would automatically mean altering, belittleing, objectifying and compromising myself, my life would become a cliche with guaranteed unhappy ending because i feel like no one in this world could truly make me happy. and i do want to embrace my independent, single lifestyle but i guess i didnt calculate back then how lonely it’s going to feel. it’s like my only choice is between two types of unhappiness. jo march conveyed all this stuff and i’m not supposed to tear up just thinking about that goddamn movie???
(via amycurtismarchs)