She/Her
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@bleakandhollow
la vie en rose
Somedays when you see me with a cigarette smiling at the ground, know, I am fantasising about having a content life. The one where my kitchen smells like pasta and coffee, the one where my home has big windows with the ray catchers, the one where my room always smells like books, the one where my cat mews to wake me up instead of my alarm, the one where my lover kisses my shoulder and hugs me often.
something in me will save me
may flowers grow in the saddest parts of you
We feign normality for a society that thrives on everything abnormal.
-Sophia
i ache for the idea of it
somewhere between emotional and emotionless
lust rushes but love waits
all beauty has a little tragedy
Do you ever see the most scrumptious looking moodboard on your feed and then you scroll and it's paired with the stupidest, cringiest and God awful quote from the trashiest romantasy that emerged from the deepest corners of the hellscape that booktok has become and feel a part of your soul die
a philosophy of solitude
— Fyodor Dostoevsky; Letter to his brother 9th August 1838
love loses once july begins
the thing about Professor Utonium is he didn't accidentally create 3 daughters, he purposely created 3 daughters who accidentally have superpowers. the sugar, spice, and everything nice was intentional, only Chemical X was an accident
this guy became a girl dad on purpose and I am so proud of him for achieving his dream!
M.S. (via coffee-crinkled-pages)
buy me books and i will be happy
