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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
we're not kids anymore.
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let's talk about Bridgerton tea, my ask is open
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"

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i wish to disappear into an enchanted forest, full of faeries, roses and cherry trees.
Odysseus Elytis, from Clepsydras of the Unknown, tr. by Jeffrey Carson and Nikos Sarris
Sylvia Plath “Feeding blueberries to a Canadian deer” from: The Letters of Sylvia Plath Volume II: 1956–1963
sorry i need to go now because i’m a fairy and i need to do my fairy things.
Lunar Libra’s live an inner intricate life, a place where romance, creativity, art and dreaming about the ideals of life animate their internal world.
They live in a personal fairy tale.
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ancient greek word of the day: δρυμοχαρής (drymocharēs), delighting in the woods
the tutu from hole’s violet video. this was dubbed the “reality” tutu.
the other light blue tutu in the video is called the “pretty princess” tutu. both are identical in design.
“…send me that lazy beauty of a nymphet.”
— Nazik Al-Malaika, tr. by Kamal Boullata, from Women of the Fertile Crescent: An Anthology of Modern Arabic Poetry by Arab Women; “Washing off disgrace”
“this poor lilywhite girl, raised on glances & sighs”
— Federico Garcia Lorca, Overview (via liquidlightandrunningtrees)
George MacDonald, from “The Complete Poems & Fairytales,” wr. c. 1905
a faint memory that might as well be a dream