Roadtrippin’ Frogs!

I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

the stars go waltzing out in blue and red, and arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed and sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

god topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.

I fancied you'd return the way you said, but I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

I should have loved a thunderbird instead; at least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)

mad girl's love song by sylvia plath

Instagram credit: greykins

Alpine mountain stream 55/? - Alpine Haute Route, July 2021

photo by: nature-hiking

Bitches love my boyish charm and thousand yard stare

𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓲𝓮𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓲𝓷 𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓻; 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓷𝓬𝓮𝓹𝓽

girls will use 'cutie' to describe the most deranged murderous woman out there

doodle requests from my patreon! ferns and lilacs, as the theme of the month was plants 🌿