*feels sad about something* oh well, at least I have my superior taste in arts & culture

i don’t want to look “hot” i want to look alluring, haunting, bewitching. i want to look like the kind of person hozier would write a song about.

the holy trinity: beauty of the mind, richness of the spirit, tenderness of the heart.

I wish you saw what I saw, your smile glows brighter than the moon, your eyes shine bright with joy, the way your hands move like a statue waking up, I wish you could see how beautiful you are

tonight’s mood is horny but like emotionally horny

i get prettier every time a man disappoints me

life gets so much better when you realize you can literally do whatever the fuck you want if you dont care what anyone thinks about you

aphrodite doesn’t want you to be sad over him

Treat yourself like a princess, and make Aphrodite proud.

seduce me with your book collection

a word of advice: open your windows. wash your sheets. exfoliate your legs. read a paperback. make your bed. moisturize every inch of your body. go to sleep with soft skin and sheets that smell like the wind and a mind full of words worth dreaming about

you ever look at someone and think “yeah forever would be cool with you”

You’ll never find me where you left me.

real romance is just being deeply stupid together. i dream of one day meeting someone i can be deeply stupid with and not feel embarrassed