the world is quiet here;

elfy | xxii | she/her

[tenderlypressed]

[pngcabinet]

˚˖𓍢ִ 🕯️˚ la belle époque

[heartwasglass]

For most of my life, I’ve had to fight the idea that I’m nothing more than someone to throw away, or pass around as needed, or that I’m not capable of being of real help because I’m a girl. But I came to understand that I was the same person the whole time. I’m loved now, but when I wasn’t, it didn’t mean I wasn’t worthy of it. No one but you is allowed to dictate what you’re worth.

[petaltexturedskies]

Anaïs Nin, Trapeze: The Unexpurgated Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1947-1955

[prayerisaspell]

Dark Academia aesthetic

[petaltexturedskies]

Frédéric Chopin, from a letter to Tytus Woyciechowski wr. c. December 1831

[petaltexturedskies]

Nelly Sachs, from “Enigmas of Night” The Seeker, and Other Poems

[misslivalittlle-deactivated2022]

there are winter mornings when the cold without only adds to the warm within. — emily dickinson, december 1852

[summonernoctis]

a chill enfolds the countryside

[hyacinth-purple]

[flowerytale]

Florence and the Machine, from Mother

[usergif]

If war is coming… there is no hiding her from it.

THE WITCHER: SEASON THREE Vol. 1 on June 29 | Vol. 2 on July 27

[sncket]

tinkerbell (2008) — “𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘳, 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦.”

[jnjo]

Dagou, Burning tears 2021

[flowerytale]

Virginia Woolf, from The Waves

[somaymalou]

Photo: Nikolay Krusser

[aweyes]

cool chandelier at museum today