Latest Posts by kittyfolklore - Page 7
God we love a good milky pink nail color don’t we babes
“Childhood is the kingdom where nobody dies.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
“Mademoiselle is a fairy,” he said, whispering mysteriously.”
― Charlotte Brontë, from “Jane Eyre.”
*sips chocolate milk in a really cool, mysterious way*
Enomoto Seifu-Jo, tr. by Kenneth Rexroth, from Written on the Sky; Poems from the Japanese
my heart is made of baby pink velvet
forever that girl that gets really excited when the sky is in pretty colours
“are you okay” no i’m fairy stuck in a human body
the best thing about the moon and the sky and the stars is that while you can't ever take a picture of them that does them justice......you don't need to. they're gonna be there tomorrow
i love the moon. i trust her. i’m glad we have her
“a shy and silent moon rises…”
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"A different girl now but there's nothing new."
“I found the Muse in myself. And I loved Her fiercely.”
— Annie Finch, from Among the Goddesses: An Epic; “Muse-Goddess,” (via violentwavesofemotion)
"Oh, you're crying?! You're fucking crying, you fucking bitch? You're the one who's hurt? You're the most self-centered, idiotic person I have ever fucking met... You fuck my ex, and you're fucking crying?! Are you fucking kidding me?!". ⸺Maddy Pérez.
Me, I am. 🩷
♥ | (c)
Please don’t remove this caption.
think of me when you see the moon.
what is wrong with being a bimbo? being pretty and not thinking?? seems ideal
me: :(
the moon: 🌙
me: :)
“A taste of you slipped into me like moonlight in a locked church.”
— Janet Lees, ‘Reconsecrated’. Published in The Missing Slate.
Normalize castles, crowns, corsets, swords, ball gowns, or send me back to my kingdom.
I respect the moon's unwillingness to be photographed on a phone
the moon knows.
*goes out in the balcony to stare at the moon* hello lover
“(..) everything around me was shimmering frost and moonlight.”
— Ann Patchett, The Dutch House
“My soul comes from better worlds and I have an incurable homesickness of the stars.”
— Nikos Kazantzakis (via quotemadness)
*arrives at poetry reading* hi…where do the muses sit?