ABIGAIL

august is the month we gently steer ourselves back in the right direction as summer comes to a close

Praying you have a soft August. You've endured enough.

crossfaded somewhere between "there has to be more to life than this" and "every mundane thing is beautiful when you're with people you love"

ever since i was a little girl i knew fiction would save me

imagine having a little garden where you grow strawberries for your cakes and cucumbers for your sandwiches and you have tea with your partner every midmorning.  you plant each other’s favorite flowers and give each other bouquets. thats the life.

I hope you never outgrow being excited by bookstores, listening to the rain, flowers and finding the perfect mug.

it’s really august huh… like 8 whole months have passed……….. disgusting