rainy day ⛈️

okay but waking up in the middle of the night to soft rain and knowing you've got hours to sleep, when you're toasty warm and comfortable and sleep has made you forget all your worries and you go back to sleep feeling as content as ever.

Dancing around your room to music in the middle of the night is the ultimate form of self care

reading is like being in the shower. don’t wanna start and dont wanna stop

people who know random things are so platonically attractive to me like yes let me be your best friend tell me about the history of liquid soap

cottage life in the early days of fall

Why did we stop with ballroom dances??? Like seriously to waltz around a room with a handsome stranger to classical music while others look at us with envy and after the music ends both of you with flushed cheeks, breathing fast, the sexual tension ; that was the shit.

A peaceful life here with the smell of old books is everything I want.

What really gets me is when you're reading a book and the chapter labels have, like, vines or floral details around them or something. it makes me so soft - just- the fact that someone was like 'ooh we can add beauty here, we totally should' and they did it

drug of choice? english teachers complimenting my writing.

'shut up' but like flirtatiously.

I searched for love in the heavens above.

¬ Edinburgh, Scotland

Girls don’t want boyfriends. Girls want bookshelves with sliding ladders.

|Life in the forest|

— Sophocles, Electra (translated by Anne Carson, with Introduction and Notes by Michael Shaw) (via lunamonchtuna)

That intimate moment between you and the book you have just read the last words of, where you sit there taking in the enormity of what you have just finished.

What do you mean you're not scared of my evil powers ? *kisses you*

If y'all need me, I'll be in my room, in the dark, yearning melodramatically