And — I suppose he fell in love with the moon because she kissed his pianic fingers and shone light upon every key he played when everyone else refused to listen to his sonata.
Dainea S. Jules
Another language I wish I knew, Latin, to inspire.
on the topic of hmc i always felt bad for markl when howl was losing it over his hair like poor kids standing there with the exact same hair color
some old photos of st. paul's cathedral, london.
Thank you so much for 10,000 followers!!
enemies to lovers romance between me and myself
nay, encouraged to…
buy books you’ll never read
abandon books halfway through
read your favorites over and over again
read ‘easy’ books
read books you don’t totally understand
just look at the pictures
start in the middle
take notes
break spines
read the book after you saw the movie
skip the boring parts
keep books out of sentiment
bring a book everywhere
read comics
return books to the library unread
The point, my dear reader, is joy.
sketchbook page o wirts!
Parco Durazzo Pallavincini, built between 1840-1846 in Pegli, a town to the west of Genoa, Italy.
“fuck you, my child is completely fine” your child wants to mysteriously disappear and start a new life in a victorian castle in the middle of nowhere.
can someone just serenade me with shakespeare sonnets and maybe kiss my hand idk