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EXPECTATIONS

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Claire Keane
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.

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@dreamylaces
it is spring! what does that mean??? flowers of course!!!ย
Margarita Karapanou, tr. by Karen Emmerich, Rien ne va plus
Vladimir Nabokov, from Letters to Vรฉra
tbh iโd rather be in the gardens of Versailles rnย
Dvoลรกkโs autograph of Jirkaโs aria in Act One Jรก ubohej ovcรกcek from the opera ฤert a Kรกฤaย (The Devil and Kate), Op. 112; dated June 26, 1899.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BX0tAzNlLT8/
types of girls
spring girls. they make you feel the way your favourite color palette feels. Their eyes remind you of honey. fuzzy lambs and soft animals make them more excited than anything. kisses as soft as dandelions and cheeks that turn pink at the slightest acts of affection. their hair carries flowers and vanilla in the wind. peach daydreams and pretty words that they are too shy to send. telling them your thoughts feels like confiding in the moon. they make you feel the sweetest kind of comfort.
autumn girls. a soft heart that is continuously being healed and broken. a poet that associates every little thing with a person or a memory. bullet journals filled with dreams and pressed flowers and plane tickets. road trips together under the starlit sky, but also lazy afternoons on the sofa. photographs canโt capture their entire beauty. they make you want to do everything and be everything. a quiet beauty that grows more radiant the more you know them. they make you excited to be alive.
summer girls. everything they do is so luminous and breathtaking, you canโt look away. they make you feel sun-kissed. windows open in the warm evening. feeling nostalgia as you are living in the moment. old french songs on the radio. conversations with them makes you fall in love with the world. scrunchies round their wrist, smiles during kisses, and a signature perfume. magic tumbles from their lips. nothing makes them happier than seeing others happy too. they make you crave sunlight, and ignites a desire to become a better person.
winter girls. the longest hugs where they refuse to let go. soft music in the background, sleeping on your shoulder in the car. eyes full of stories, long conversations about the meaning of life in the darkness. sentimental objects and words from the right person can comfort them. they can act emotionless, but they melt in your arms. temptation to stay in bed during the daylight and stay awake until dawn. they make you appreciate midnights and find love in silent moments.
by (lorene.drew)
Cabbage Province Rose (1801) by John Edwards (British).
Hand-coloured etching.
http://clevelandart.org/art/1953.342
archive,org
โHow dreamlike things are.โ
โ Virginia Woolf
for your healing, i love you
i wish to disappear into an enchanted forest, full of faeries, roses and cherry trees.
*puts flower in your hair* โใฝ๊ฐ ยด แต ` โก ย ๊ฑ *puts flower in my hair* now we are fairies