you are the moonlight
it’s just me and my beautiful brown eyes
who ever decided to put ice in coffee was a pretty cool dude i think
forever that girl that gets really excited when the sky is in pretty colours
changing every “i should have known better” to “i know better now”. i will not judge past versions of me through the lens of who i am now.
“Flowers were her natural allies, like trees, fruit and animals—everything that grows, sways in the wind, bites and hides. She was one of them, on their side.”
— Violet Trefusis, from Broderie Anglaise
“(..) everything around me was shimmering frost and moonlight.”
— Ann Patchett, The Dutch House
sad that I’m not living in an enchanted forest
“For your hair was full of roses, and my flesh was full of thorns.”
— Aleister Crowley, La Gitana (via lavandula)
“She wants her cup of stars.”
— Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House (via goodbyedreamland)