august is for romance! romance in friendships. romance in daily routines. romance in walking down the street
short walk in the sun momentarily heals local woman who hasn't felt real since she was 7
The trick is to do it without shame. Literally anything could be cool if you just did it shamelessly
silkdiary
we spend autumn nights under fairy lights in my pink hued room with views of L.A. and the harvest moon
blushing at midnight from japanese wine like a honeymoon, his heart’s in a daze my love is in bloom
october delight, my dream girl gaze and lilac perfume.
studying the anatomy of sunlight and the summer breeze at the university of my terrace and balcony
You ever see a pretty dress, a well-organised notebook, a peculiar balcony or read one line of poetry and get the overwhelming urge to reinvent yourself
Why would I settle for less knowing I can get exactly what I want?
actually the secret to happiness is finding a good perfume and wearing it all the time
Joan Didion writes, in On Keeping a Notebook, that the purpose of keeping a notebook, or a journal for that matter, isn’t because you simply want keep a personal record of things; but because you want to remember the person you were at that specific moment. we write things down on our notebook/journal/diary (whichever one of those you keep) because we want to remember. we want to remember what specific people meant to us on a particular day or hour. or minute. we want to remember our first impression of something (or of doing that something), possibly of someone, too. sometimes we think we’ll “always remember” important events: “I’ll make a mental note of that” etc etc. but in reality everything is fleeting. so Didion says write it down. keep a journal. that way, people, places, and certain events will always be there in case you ever want to come back to them sometime in the future. but also so that they don’t ever haunt you.