What Is Wrong With Being A Bimbo? Being Pretty And Not Thinking?? Seems Ideal

autumn is really like. i brought you some sunlight from when you were 10. didn't the world feel so bright to you then? i'll drench your hands in syrupy nostalgia, so everything you make is stained bittersweet. i'll ruffle your hair with an ice-kissed breeze--it'll be the kindest touch you've had in years. you finally feel like a part of something grander. i'm the last warm hand you hold before winter surrender.

how do i send letters to the moon i want to tell her i love her

“Despite it all, she blossomed anyway.”

— iammyss

“Yes, I do enjoy walking at night. The world’s more to my liking then, not so loud, not so fast, not so crowded, and a good deal more mysterious.”

— Dustfinger; Inkheart. 

due to personal reasons i will be ascending and living on the clouds.

*chugs a gallon of strawberry milk*

think of me when the sky is pink

i wish to disappear into an enchanted forest, full of faeries, roses and cherry trees.

the moon controlling the tides sounds like something out of a fantasy novel and yet…there she is…doing That…every day…