I Told Him I Write Poetry, He Asked Me To Write Something For Him To Read. I Think I Might Miss Him.

wondering if anyone will ever truly put in the effort to truly see me for who i am (Flawed multidimensional person who is doing their best)

sofia coppola, icon

rewatching s1 of gilmore girls, so so sweet. i miss it

or a pink mini cooper

dream car ➷

fall

ambient lighting, sweaters, orange hues all around you, candles, books, holding hands, hot chocolate, baked goods.

fall is my yearning time.

some essential fall songs of mine (i dont even have fall wtv)

cherry wine - hozier

O children - nick cave and the bad seeds

alison - slowdive

the a team - ed sheeran

fade into you - mazzy star

re: stacks - bon iver

for emma - bon iver

sun bleached flies - ethel cain

link to my autumn playlist for those interested <3

i just want a boy who’s brunette n tall n will make me tea n plays the harmonica is that too much to ask?!

guys i truly have to say the amount of people idolizing hrh collection is SO weird like she is the pinnacle of negativity and having an evil spirit and she absolutely receives what she puts out into the world as well since she always seems to be so miserable and have something to complain about, there are so many women that are much better role models im begging you guys to stop lmao

a warm blanket on a cold day, someone laughing at your joke, poetry you resonate with, rewatching something and remembering how much you love it, listening to and old song and feeling it all rush back, hot chocolate, when someone hugs you for the very first time, sunrises/sunsets, new compliments, someones sleepy voice, films with wonderful soundtracks, socks on cold feet, seeing your breath on a cold day, waffles and pancakes, hotel breakfast, laughing with no noise.

things that make life worth living really.