Who Ever Decided To Put Ice In Coffee Was A Pretty Cool Dude I Think

Okay but silk dresses, roses, warm coffee on chilly autumn mornings, scented candles, the sound of rain and soft tunes

“you have fallen from the moon.”

— German Plisetsky, from “The papers have been sold”; Twentieth Century Russian Poetry (ed. by Yevgeny Yevtushenko)

ヽ(´ω｀○)ﾉ.+ﾟ*｡:ﾟ+ stabs you cutely

if you are reading this i am sending you a small patch of sunlight for you to sit and relax on

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“Persephone’s beauty was barbarous, it resembled flaming crimson roses.”

— Lola Ridge, from To the Many; Collected Poems of Lola Ridge; “Hellish,”

pink pink pink pink pink pink

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.

If yellow was a person, it would be her.

2012: @stellariss is my soulmate.

2022: Mine too 💗💗💗

“The moon was up, painting the world silver, making things look just a little more alive.”

— N.D. Wilson