i aspire to be one of those people who are known for always carrying a book around, having good taste in music and treating people nicely.

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@emmalouise9911
i aspire to be one of those people who are known for always carrying a book around, having good taste in music and treating people nicely.
Someone wanna go with me on a long train ride through France and Italy and stop at little cafés and eat at corner restaurants and spend our nights drinking on the balcony of our hotel room?
literally love tumblr. logging on to see movie gifs, poetry excerpts, little textposts about soup ingredients and tenderness….i am hanging up my jacket and sitting down. im home
ok look, if i could fake my death and go live in a small city and sit in a café drinking coffee and treating myself with a delicious pastry and reading my books all day while listening to music and completely ignoring any human interaction, i definitely would.
me: thats all i’m gonna say about that
me 2 seconds later: ACTUALLY 🔪🔪🔪🔪
i only want to live a moomin life. no major worries, growing vegetables, picking flowers, cooking and eating, drinking homemade fruit juices and going to the beach whenever i want
pandemic or not why do y’all get so close to people in line at the store
nothing more powerful than a girl with a monologue going on in her head all the time... alone in her room... plotting... planning
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (1961) dir. Blake Edwards
no, i don’t have a “dream job.” i want to spend my days reading and writing and lazing in the afternoon sun. i want to bake bread and brownies and apple crumble. i want to grow my own vegetables and plant a rainbow of flowers. i want to be with nature. i want to be at peace.
i don’t talk about my problems i just reblog relevant text posts
reading alone in your room at sunset with your windows open while the wind caresses your skin is probably the closest thing we have to a cure for the human condition
Imagine being able to talk to people without sounding like a fuckin idiot
"You’re so quiet" I wish you were too