I like tea and sunsets. Oh, and cats too.

//INFP// //she/her// //Slytherin// instagram- @yourneighbourhoodailurophile

[elizabethanism]

"The Kiss", a 12,000-year-old rock painting at Pedra Furada in Brazil

[sweetpeachhtea]

// excerpt from 'Elm' by Sylvia Plath

[thewildetyme]

“The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.”

— Carl Sandburg

[deviika]

—H.G. Wells, The Time Machine

[polaroidsandmemories]

"Open your eyes and see what you can with them before they close forever."

Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See.

[kurja-tales]

You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen. Do not even listen, simply wait, be quiet, still and solitary. The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice, it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.

― Franz Kafka

[academiastuffs]

Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words, and never stops at all.

- Emily Dickinson

[michaelgovehateblog]

I would like to wish everyone an uneventful new year

[polaroidsandmemories]

2022 and whatnot i guess

[thefallenauthor-deactivated2023]

"The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of past centuries."

-René Descartes

[chthonic-empyrean]

"This is my last message to you: in sorrow, seek happiness."

-Fyodor Dostoyevsky

[academia-tenebris]

Everything dies once - only love dies twice.”

[polaroidsandmemories]

"Keep a little fire burning;

however small, however hidden."

Cormac McCarthy, The Road

[chthonic-empyrean]

"And God said, "Love your enemy,"

and I obeyed him and loved myself."

- Khalil Gibran

[polaroidsandmemories]

"She burned too bright for this world. "

Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

[polaroidsandmemories]

"My darling, all I want

is to be your moon

and show you all the little stars

of my heart."

//Alexandra Vasiliu//

[thewildetyme]

“The books that the world calls immoral are books that show the world its own shame.”

— Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray.

[academiastuffs]

It is curious how sometimes the memory of death lives on for so much longer than the memory of the life that it purloined.

- Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things