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Tea. Books. Leaves. Picnics. Waves. Moon. Trench coat. Umbrella. Rain. Music.

But poetry, beauty, romance, love, these are what we stay alive for.

If I don’t respond it’s probably because I’m watching Pride and Prejudice again

hot girls love poetry.

maybe it’s better that I don’t remember my dreams when I wake, it saves me from pondering what I am not

waiting for Wanda to make a reality where I’m in the mcu

the tension between me and watching Tangled for the 1932748274th time

You can be alone and never lonely, it’s all in finding comfort within yourself lovely

Bridgerton is for all of my academia girls who find themselves stuck in this era

I don’t dress to stun, I dress on the rare chance that I might meet Lana Del Ray

if you catch her staring at sunsets and mumbling comments to herself, marry her

my little Versailles

If it messes with your inner peace, it’s too expensive.

I’ve always wanted to know how others perceive me.

Hearing “I love you” from someone who doesn’t say it often is so heart wrenching in the most beautiful way possible. To know that they’re saying it to you not because it’s habit but because every fiber of their being means it is so so so comforting.

I’d give up everything for the opportunity of a little something with you.

“I love you” but it’s unconditional: the purest form of love.