“Come, be my love in the wet woods, come,”
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“Come, be my love in the wet woods, come,”
— Robert Frost, from The Complete Poems; “A Line-Storm Song,” (via loveage-moondream)
me drinking iced coffee: this is going to fix everything
Strange how we decorate pain.
— Margaret Atwood, from “Oh,” Morning in the Burned House (Mariner Books, 1996)
Alucarda (1977)
“There is poetry in my head and my heart since I have been in love with you. You are a Poem.”
— Nathaniel Hawthorne, from a letter to Sophia Peabody c. December 1839 (via violentwavesofemotion)
𝓈𝒽𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓅𝒾𝓃𝓀: soft pink, ballet slipper, rosé, light pink, pale pink, ballerina.
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Shut up everyone this is my favorite part of the 10 hours heavy rain sound on windows with thunder sounds
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“don’t think we aren’t kissing just because our lips don’t touch”
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