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Hey so where the flip did you get that starry night bath bomb ?! Because I can't find it anywhere and I'm getting very sad
hi honey! sorry it’s been a few days, i hope you see this. okay so it’s from lush, but they only sell it at christmas time so it won’t be in stores at the moment! it’s called shoot for the stars, i think. hope that helps! treat yourself when we hit december ^^
hi! im emily
the city of york, cobblestones and clocktowers and church steeples soaked in history. these streets knew soldiers, knew blood and battle; felt horse’s hooves and echoed the footfalls of kings and queens and condemned men. life was spilled in these streets, bodies fell, cobbles strewn with filthy straw and hearts and hands and heads. now smoke gathers from the chimney tops and wanders into the blue sky. buses trammel along the streets, teenagers laugh outside the corner shop and schoolchildren skip home, past tea shops and book shops and traffic lights.
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cathrine?
this gold necklace. ornate, wrought by trembling hands, so heavy and ancient and now around your neck. rubies dripping, a diamond pressed into the centre. these rooms are draped with cloth of gold and exotic spices scent the air, dropped in round copper bowls atop this little round table, here. later, candlelight will spill from this chandelier, glimmering blood red in half drunk goblets of wine, sending dark shadows racing to the corners of the room.
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ella!
white wedding dresses, snowdrops, the sound of silver bells in springtime. tiny china teacups and sugar bowls, playing at afternoon tea with the fairies, counting out sweets for everyone so’s to be fair. pink ice creams and white sneakers, sugar and petals and making daisy chains for your friend-next-door.
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my name is Jana!
this is oxford, this is visiting universities at the end of the summer, when the leaves are turning copper, littering the ground like a thousand gold pieces. this is new notebooks, satchels, brown boots and wire framed glasses, old high school sweatshirts and their familiar smell of home as a new term rolls in
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imogen (for the aesthetic thing)
roses and honeysuckle winding over garden paths, paved with memories and love-letters and long forgotten secret meetings, whispering in the shadows of yesterday’s summer. long gold hair, bound in plaits, dagged silk sleeves and clandestine springtime moments, perfume scents the air and poetry lies sleeping with the flowers.
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My name's Shannon! :)
mouse brown messy hair and windy days, walking through the fells. gorse bushes and hiking boots and rucksacks stuffed with apples and bread rolls and an old camera. bunnies peeking through the grass, stones and earth underfoot. shetland ponies whinnying in the adjoining field, watching over the rough, lichen covered walls.
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daria! xx
eriklehnhserr purple flowers, desert sands. life, perennial, persevering at the edges of the world. new green shoots bursting from concrete, in the foundations of abandoned skyscrapers. birdsong in the heart of crumbling cities, no longer privy to laughter and the sound of a hundred thousand footfalls. precious stones behind broken glass after a robbery gone wrong. the parts of nature we sometimes forget, wrapping quiet green roots around the corners of our world.
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