Dreamer

Instagram: whimsylivvy

[petitepinard]

[frachella]

https://www.instagram.com/matejaskraba/

[oliviadawn11]

[kevinruss]

New print Mt Rainier - Pacific Northwest Summer Wildflowers

[oliviadawn11]

Welcome back to Instagram. Sign in to check out what your friends, family & interests have been capturing & sharing around the world.

[oliviadawn11]

Welcome back to Instagram. Sign in to check out what your friends, family & interests have been capturing & sharing around the world.

[molten-lavender]

I think I love tumblr the most bc I don't owe anyone anything. I can come on here and reblog the most unhinged ridiculous shit and then leave. I'm not giving any explanation.

[oliviadawn11]

West coast day ☀️

Liv (oliviadawn11) - Profile | Pinterest

See what Liv (oliviadawn11) has discovered on Pinterest, the world's biggest collection of ideas.

[oliviadawn11]

Instagram: whimsylivvy

[oliviadawn11]

Insta: Liivvbee

[prachella]

[arieleanor]

“The world is full of magic things, patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.”

— W.B. Yeats (via metrosouthern)

[florial]

luciaavfdez on ig

[casualy]

@everyone looking at the moon tonight, we’re all looking at the same moon it’s like a romantic date with millions of us

[lagrenouillere]

[quotationsworld]

I am not the first person you loved.

You are not the first person I looked at

with a mouthful of forevers. We

have both known loss like the sharp edges

of a knife. We have both lived with lips

more scar tissue than skin. Our love came

unannounced in the middle of the night.

Our love came when we’d given up

on asking love to come. I think

that has to be part

of its miracle.

This is how we heal.

I will kiss you like forgiveness. You

will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms

will bandage and we will press promises

between us like flowers in a book.

I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat

on your skin. I will write novels to the scar

of your nose. I will write a dictionary

of all the words I have used trying

to describe the way it feels to have finally,

finally found you.

And I will not be afraid

of your scars.

I know sometimes

it’s still hard to let me see you

in all your cracked perfection,

but please know:

whether it’s the days you burn

more brilliant than the sun

or the nights you collapse into my lap

your body broken into a thousand questions,

you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

I will love you when you are a still day.

I will love you when you are a hurricane.

— Clementine von Radics

[elegyforadream]