“It was a fine night early in April. A myriad stars mingling with the light of a sickle moon,”
— Virginia Woolf, from The Complete Works; “Orlando: A Biography,”
some days all you need is to sit alone watching the sunset and feeling the breeze on your skin, and your heart heals a little
"A different girl now but there's nothing new."
“Falling in love with a God is not a death sentence. The story is only a tragedy if the God loves you back.”
— Nathaniel Orion G. K.
taylor literally started her tour announcement post off with “i’m enchanted to…” bestie drop speak now (tv) rn we are DONE playing games
Did you cut your hands on me? Are my edges sharp? Am I a pest to feed?
*sips chocolate milk in a really cool, mysterious way*
“your skin smells like light. i think you are the moon.”
— nayyirah waheed
“She understood that the hardest times in life to go through were when you were transitioning from one version of yourself to another.”
— Sarah Addison Allen
my heart is made of baby pink velvet