emma;

*brb, buying pink roses

[aphelia]

Castle of Hochosterwitz. (by Gabriella Bottka)

[yohjimuse]

daisy edgar jones by szilveszter makó for vogue

[matchadolly]

stop playing it cool, just be passionate and intense and insane and whoever sticks around is meant for you

[petaltexturedskies]

I don't know how it happens, but the days slip by in such a delightfully quiet way that we forget to count them. Every Sunday I write in my Diary: oh, Sundays. Everyone looks so angelic and peaceful… warm weather, a pale sky, quiet trees, quiet people.

Anaïs Nin in a diary entry dated 22 July 1920, from The Early Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1920-1923

[holly-warbs]

Sketchbook drawing from a moment in Verőce, Hungary.

[cheruib]

summer evening, windows open, a light breeze inside my room, freshly washed bedsheets, salted tomatoes on toasted bread, music playing in the background, sunshine dappled floor, wearing my summer perfume. moment of bliss

[dreamyvixen]

[post-troy-stress-disorder]

i need to read everything ever before the end of the summer

[forestdeity]

seeing wildflowers and birds and critters and sunsets really can keep you going

[lustingupon]

[shisasan]

Yes, I need you, my fairy-tale. Because you are the only person I can talk with about the shade of a cloud, about the song of a thought —and about how, when I went out to work today and looked a tall sunflower in the face, it smiled at me with all of its seeds.

26 July 1923 Letters to Véra by Vladimir Nabokov

[mournfulroses]

Charles Baudelaire, from a poem featured in "Baudelaire, Verlaine, Rimbaud: Selected Verse and Prose Poems,"

[toiich]

Picnic at Hanging Rock (1975), dir. Peter Weir

[lilie-milk-deactivated20251029]

“To build into the night my fairy palaces.”

— Charles Baudelaire, tr. by Vernon Atkins, from Poems; “Landscape,” (via in-the-middle-of-a-daydream)

[medusagirlfriend-blog]

the women in folklore who were just existing being “evil” hags & like sorceresses like i love my ladies

[starlyt]

my hobbies? Uhhhhh symbolism mostly. metaphors and implications and the like.

[kiefbowl]

women are so disconnected from their sense of self. asking others permission to want things and wondering if their feelings are allowed. my wish for all women is to start feeling entitled to their lives, entitled to their material existance on this earth, entitled to all that comes with being human. it's a lot easier to stand up for yourself and not tolerate mistreatment when you turn "am I allowed to feel angry?" into a definitive statement of "I'm angry."