Brief Notes
There are two little girls playing outside with a hula hoop and a ball. I miss being little when everything else was big and unknown and I had all day to play. My coffee tastes weird. I have homework. I feel fat.
(Source: missandayani, via canineteeth)
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She wants the silence but fears the solitude
She wants to be alone and together with you
So she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
She saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
Cause she’s just like the weather, can’t hold her together
Born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow
Cause it’s burning through the bloodline
It’s cutting down the family tree
Growing in the landscape, darling, in between you and me
Landscape (Demo) — Florence + the Machine
Happy birthday to my fiesty, awesome grandma Frankie! She’s one of my best friends, the only person in the world who has always called me “Kat,” and someone who is always up for a good conversation about life interspersed with bits of sage advice. I love her.
"I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days - three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain."
John Keats (via myquotelibrary)
(via genderconfusion)
"She did not need much, wanted very little. A kind word, sincerity, fresh air, clean water, a garden, kisses, books to read, sheltering arms, a cosy bed, and to love and be loved in return."
Starra Neely Blade (via motels)
(Source: tomywonder, via birdcalls)
Beautiful, except that can we please shed the myth that only women have uteri?
(Source: something-quiet, via lipstick-feminists)
