*:･ﾟ✧

honestly i think most girls these days feel this deep restless emptiness inside them because no one has access to a field or meadow anymore. you can’t run out of the kitchen with a scarf around your head until you find the nearest empty pasture with hay blowing gently in the wind and just lay in the grass for a long time and listen to the wind until whatever is terrible and hard has passed and you remember that you are made of earth and you will be earth again and then you pick a handful of queen anne’s lace and walk home. girls don’t have empty fields to run to anymore and somewhere deep inside they know that they are missing something vital, and they spend their lives looking for it.

Life is about eating warm bread and biking to the library and making friends with bugs you find in the yard!

chaotic neutral

anyways good night i’m gonna go indulge in my unrealistic romantic fantasies until i fall asleep

finally