kierstan

Oh to be a gremlin child again. Covered in grass stains and grazes, hair unbrushed with daisies in the knots, no concept of my own physicality, half way up a tree and eating an apple around my missing tooth. To be unabashedly ugly, to be unashamedly hungry, to be healthy and hearty and lean and covered in bruises and full of love and sun warmed strawberries. To feel time stretch forever, only flying when I fall into books. To love summer once more, and her insects and sweat.

“…anyway” as an insult is so powerful yet concise

artistic

seriously is there anything sexier than sustainable farming

if u grew up watching winnie the pooh, u have empathy n kindness engraved in u no doubt about it

wishing i was on a balcony in italy, wearing a long floral dress, eating fresh fruit, and staring at the sunset and landscape below me

i am so gentle and kind hearted

and stupid

today’s look: sensitive dead girl who could cry at any given moment