
Just a typical university student19 ~ New Zealand ~ 💗💗💗
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"Your hand touching mine. This is how galaxies collide"
The urge to get up and move to Edinburgh is seriously tempting. I just wanna move there, but I don’t think I can... 🤍

You're a little obsessed with yourself, aren't you?
well no one else is gonna do it
“tell ur dog i said hi”
— me to all my friends w/ dogs (via stability)
“The planet does not need more successful people. The planet desperately needs more peacemakers, healers, restorers, storytellers and lovers of all kind.”
— Dalai Lama (via gettingahealthybody)
My love language
Writing love letters and poems for each other.
Forehead and neck kisses.
Museum and art gallery dates.
Reading out our favorite books to each other.
Sitting under the moon and talk about movies, poetry and litrature while cuddling all night.
don't fall in love with me, I'll link you to every song I listen to
what if we fucked around and renormalized sending handwritten letters to our lovers? 💌




Humanity runs on coffee.

I’ve been waiting for the rain to come.
Waiting.
And.
Waiting.
And now, it’s raining. 12:42am.
Listening to the sound of the rain this evening is somewhat perfect.
I’m content.
I’ve had a perfect day. Perfect evening with friends and the rain right now...
Just completes it 🤍🌧

“A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul and strengthens the imagination.”
— Richelle E. Goodrich




Not to be over dramatic or anything but the decline in popularity of hand written letters is one of the disappointing decisions we’ve made as a modern society .





“Not every girl survives the forest. Sometimes she becomes it.”
— Catherine Garbinsky, from “The Princess & the Thorns,” Even Curses End

All I need:
The stars
The moon
The sea,
And your hand
In mine.
- Mark Anthony
Don’t you just hate being an empathetic person sometimes...? When the person you care about is hurting, and you can’t help it but feel melancholy as well.
I’m sitting here with dried stained tears on my face and thinking about things that I shouldn’t be overthinking about. But here I am doing exactly that. I’m crying my eyes out silently at 10 to 1 in the early morning of September 2nd and all I can think of “what can I do?” I’m lying in bed writing all my thoughts and feelings down because it’s too late for someone to be up to listen to them.
I’ve found this person... ✨🤍✨
tbh i just want someone i could cuddle with all night long watching old disney movies
All the damn time
Do you ever just want to read non-stop? To surge your way through book after book after book because always it feels as though there’s always too much to read and too little time? To plan what you want to read next even though you’ve barely started your currently read?


Empty cafes & to do lists... ☕️📖🤍
Girls don’t want boys girls want a happier dead poets society ending