March 2012
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“Please don’t forget me
whenever your skin and mine
are too far apart.”
– Daily Haiku on Love by Tyler Knott Gregson (via evaandmadge)
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“I am the shipwreck of my own wanderings.”
– The Book of Disquiet, Fernando Pessoa (via sweetsighs)
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“The books or the music in which we thought the beauty was located will betray us...”
– C.S. Lewis (via flikka)
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“I wish people were all trees and I think I could enjoy them then.”
– Georgia O’Keeffe, 1921 (via foreverdiary)
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“You’re just jealous of me because I’m a tap-dancing ballerina fairy princess...”
– A Series of Unfortunate Events: The Grim Grotto (Lemony Snicket)
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tell me faerie stories or experiences or just... →
I feel so tired of the real world and how triggering and negative it is. Really, I think over here is the only place where I feel safe and loved. Every time I decide to venture into the worlds of other people, I wish for my own death. I want to bury myself in a hole and live with gnomes. Hopefully they won’t dye their hats with my blood, and that said, I hope they’re not the red-caps...
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If you come here, I’d be delighted
I must have around ten lotus blossoms eager to bloom but the poor things don’t realise I don’t have friends nor events worthy of them
I really really really want to try my almost one-year-old lotus flowers
but what point is there in using them if a tea-party by myself would end up in tears and, mostly, very lukewarm tea?
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