stories never really end

I’m a modern woman and all, but the minute you stick an early 1800s love story with dancing and chaste flirtation and dashing men in their regency era clothing in front of me I am fucking GONE

lover is a perfect album to spend your summer listening to. it’s like driving in a cabriolet while the wind is playing with your hair, it’s colorful evenings with a pink orange sky, it’s warm sunsets on a beach when the water is calm and fresh sunrises in your place with open windows and golden shadows in the kitchen while you talk to someone you’re insanely and completely in love with, it’s laughing with your closest people in the whole world about silliest things, it’s dancing in the crowd and getting ispired, it’s simple but touching words, it’s smiling at your mother in the garden and holding her hand, it’s bittersweet state of nostalgia that makes your heart warm, it’s flowers and the smell of freeway, it’s being in love with people, with music, with cities, with new worlds, it’s just a summer itself to me

I think my overwhelming urge to buy books stems from my deep-rooted regency soul which wants me to invite guests to my library and have them remark on my extensive and impressive collection

I’m ready to step into the daylight and let the fuck go

someone take me to iceland & go hiking through the woods with me