Therapy Isn’t Enough, I Need Tickets To The Eras Tour

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a reminder that you’re just like the moon you admire. you’re beautiful in all your phases 🌙🤍

*sips chocolate milk in a really cool, mysterious way*

My lovely.

“Woaah look at the moon” Me literally every night no matter what phase the moon is.

This Barbie has a Tumblr

Me @ everyone: look at the moon

I respect the moon's unwillingness to be photographed on a phone

“The moon grows out of the hills A yellow flower, The lake is a dreamy bride Who waits her hour.”

— Sara Teasdale, from Stresa; Rivers to the Sea: Poems, 1915

My favourite girl, in every era 💗💗💗💗

My favorite partner in crime, in e v e r y era. 🩷🩵

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“Persephone’s beauty was barbarous, it resembled flaming crimson roses.”

— Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Hellish,”