moon 🌙

I'm forever a lover of the moon and the stars

[lavenderbirds]

sunsets are so healing

[plasmagrrl]

Mabon Dreams

[eternalmarilynmonroe]

Marilyn Monroe photographed on Long Island c. 1955

[requiem-on-water]

Arches National Park by Elliot McGucken

[freitag-ist-rosa]

vor der zeit

vor der zeit aufwachen

und wenn alles noch stillsteht

durch den morgennebel

wandern

erst die natur

dann sich selbst wählen

beschließen, all das unwichtige

nicht zu vermissen

stattdessen ruhe und

bunte wildblumen zu genießen

bis der graureiher am flussufer

sich langsam erhebt

und mit seinen flügelschlägen

den morgen einläutet

© 2025 — Freitag ist Rosa

[superkursunaskr]

[scorpionlafemme]

[heartsnmagic]

[sonderin]

by hello_dongwon

[thecinamonroe]

Marilyn Monroe attending a benefit party at the Hollywood Ball on July 10, 1953.

[yms1]

my favourite color is sunset

[ruhlare]

and your eyes

[after-darkcontent]

[clowndiaryy-deactivated20240211]

[verblassteliebeslinien]

“Weil es keine Kombination für das Gefühl im Alphabet gibt, das beschreibt was dein Fehlen hinterlässt. Ein Leben. lang.”

— https://www.instagram.com/p/Cf8fAhnqhIl/?hl=de

[blauegauloises]

“I promise to love you: at 6 am when you’re waking to go to work, to school, or whatever road life takes you on; and when you didn’t sleep well, your hair is a mess and your eyes are sleepy. at 8 am when we say goodbye for the day and you’re rushing out the door with a cup of black coffee, after finishing a morning cigarette when your lips taste like caffeine and nicotine. at 3 pm when you’re exhausted from the day and people have worn you out and you feel like sighing, crying, and falling asleep and escaping in afternoon dreams. I will kiss your forehead, and wrap myself in your arms. at 10 pm when you’re heading to bed, even though you won’t sleep for hours and you’ll flip through all the channels tired of dismal newscasts and re-runs. Especially when we become a human knot wrapped up in sheets and kisses at 3 am when loneliness and sadness do not destroy you, but consume you and when you weep without an explanation I’ll kiss your lips, softly and tell you you’re the absolute best. When we talk about life and why winter kills the flowers. I will love you when you grow old, I will love you even after that I will love you if I’m no longer here I will love you I will love you and I will love you. —AKR”

— I promise to love you forever (for Louis) by Amanda Katherine Ricketson (via -poetic)

[destroythatshitcunt-blog]

[hatin]

via weheartit