run away with me

November Mood: candles smelling like french macarons, sleeping with rose quartz under your pillow, cardigans with pearl buttons, soft rose perfume, drinking italian coffee every morning, watercolor flower paintings.

imagine being the subject of someone's poetry

guess what. I’m beautiful & capable & supported by the universe

moodboards playlists web weaving . girl bloggers are museum curators

reblog and tag which you prefer: // candles or bathbombs // foggy mornings or rainy evenings // holding hands or locking arms // poems or long stories // tea or coffee // spearmint or peppermint // sweet or savoury // raspberries or strawberries // dresses or jumpsuits // flowers or greenery // photos or paintings // long walks or long drives // guitar or piano // concerts or theatre // beach or forest // sci-fi or horror // bunnies or cats // green eyes or brown eyes // gum or mints // pink or red //

Damn this is such a good song let me play it 78 times an hour until i hate it

i wish i could actually enjoy being alive instead of being so miserable and letting time pass me by

strangers being kind to u is one of the best things ever because u know that they gain nothing from it and they probably will never see u again but they just choose to be kind