the moon in paintings. x
en las noche le hablo a la luna todo lo que no me atrevo a decir
Thinking about the latin phrase “sedit qui timuit ne non succederet” (“he who feared he would not succeed sat still”) and how my perfectionism and fear of failure makes me procrastinate and do nothing of my day.
Hope all the bad bitches are losing their attachment to the people who did not reciprocate their energy
ophelia, friedrich wilhelm theodor heyser // ophelia, jean-baptiste bertrand // ophelia, sir john everett millais // ophelia, léopold burthe // ophelia, theodor von der beek.
This is a breath, an interlude; a returning to the center, as all things do
// Part 3
