J’ai Toujours Eu Soif D’affection. J’aurais Voulu Au Moins Une Fois Dans Ma Vie Recevoir De L’amour

“Winter is on my head, but eternal spring is in my heart.”

— Victor Hugo (via misswallflower)

my friend Fiona told me to post this photo of me so that it could get ’re-tumbled’

textures @ marchesa ss2020

If a poem hasn’t ripped apart your soul; you haven’t experienced poetry.

Edgar Allan Poe (via wordsnquotes)

humans are so cute, when we say goodbye we put our arms around each other and to show we love someone we bring them flowers. we say hello by holding each other’s hand, and sometimes tiny little dewdrops form in our eyes. for pleasure we listen to arrangements of sounds, press our lips together, smoke dried leaves, get drunk off of old fruit. we’re all just little animals, falling in love and having breakfast beneath billions of stars

It is too much—I am but flesh and blood, And I must sleep.

Edna St. Vincent Millay (via wordsnquotes)

untitled by WeliWaca Film Gallery on Flickr.