Let’s Have A Picnic In The Sun With Champagne And Raspberries

i could give you the sauce, the ingredients, and the blueprint, yet, you still couldn’t do it like me. tragic.

soft reminder: you’re alive. you survived the worst nights you’ve ever experienced. you picked yourself up when you were at rock bottom. you made it through the worst relapses, loneliness, heartbreak, failure and darkness in your life. when you wanted to disappear you stayed, time and time again. you can make it through anything. you will get through this too.

i wish to disappear into an enchanted forest, full of faeries, roses and cherry trees.

i love being in places where i’m completely unknown

🌙✨

a reminder that you’re just like the moon you admire. you’re beautiful in all your phases 🌙🤍

<3

Killing Me Softly, The Fugees

every shade of pink is so phenomenal

HOLA, KITTY, YA APRENDÍ A HACER PREGUNTAS. 💞💞💞💞💞💞

OMG, SALEM 💜💜💜💜💜

/abrazo.

“She wants her cup of stars.”

— Shirley Jackson, The Haunting of Hill House (via goodbyedreamland)