*sips Chocolate Milk In A Really Cool, Mysterious Way*

think of me when you see the moon.

my interests: princess treatment, anything baby pink, plushies, lacey socks, barbie movies, strawberries, sparkly lip gloss, fluffy angel wings, smelling like cupcakes, doll lashes & hello kitty ❤︎₊ ⊹

Stay out way too late with me and kiss me under the moonlight

I'm not a girl, I'm a doll

“For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.”

— Aleister Crowley, La Gitana   (via lavandula)

the other half of my heart, my pretty fawn, my soulmate. ⭐

Another spooky birthday with my soulmate 🦋

i could give you the sauce, the ingredients, and the blueprint, yet, you still couldn’t do it like me. tragic.

there is a big difference between someone organically being drawn to the same things as you vs someone who is blatantly trying to absorb your identity and try it on because they’re not confident in who they are yet. learn to discern the two. my identity and my soul essence are very aligned and in tune so when people try to absorb parts of my identity it feels disingenuous. don’t engage with me just to mirror my personality for your false persona.

Enomoto Seifu-Jo, tr. by Kenneth Rexroth, from Written on the Sky; Poems from the Japanese

be careful who you give your sunsets and midnights to