if you were a form of art, darling
i bet you would be a poem
one that sets aflame a beau's heart
one that makes you flush to the skin
one as enchanting as your eyes
one as vulnerable as our hearts
and the one that i would recite and secure between pages
pressed against wildflowers
— ava
please, please don't screenshot or plagiarize my work, you can reblog if you'd like.
“I need solitude. I need space. I need air. I need the empty fields round me; and my legs pounding along roads; and sleep; and animal existence.”
— Virginia Woolf, The Diary of Virginia Woolf (via mercurieux)
Rise & Shine Beauty
Iness Rychlik @inessrychlik
‘Revenge’ (Zemsta), self-portrait.
Albert Edelfelt, Flowergirl, 1884 & Portrait of Mme Weissgerber de Stragewicz, 1887 (details)
This is what I live for
being younger than your fave characters and then eventually becoming older than them is such a weird feeling