Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath; August 8th 1952
Freeze! ✧ ─=≡Σ((( つ•̀ω•́)つ You’re under arrest for being so lovely!
then you should be under arrest too! 🩷
My swan princess, so pretty and graceful 🤍
You make me feel so soft, I luv u with all my heart.
Always dreaming of being a fairy with the prettiest wings and wildflowers twisted into my hair.
“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
—Steven Espada Dawson, from Elegy for the Four Chambers of My Brothers Heart
Let’s have a picnic in the sun with champagne and raspberries
me: *opens messages* guess i’ll reply later narrator: she didnt
“She is the keeper of the soul. She is the soul-maker, the wolf-raiser, the keeper of things wild.”
— Clarissa Pinkola Estés, from “Women who Run with the Wolves,” c. 1992
This is so me.
imagine owning an independent bookstore with a cafe and bakery with a cat that sleeps on the windowsills and people like to pet her while they browse the shelves