everyone stop what you are doing and celebrate..

summer to-do list: unlearn internalized shame, sunbathe, read some good books

writing a love letter and leaving a lipstick kiss mark at the bottom…. highest form of romance….

florence nightingale had the most beautiful name. imagine having that name? of course you’d invent modern nursing

NOW I’M OFF TO THE RACES CASES OF BACARDI CHASES CHASING ME ALL OVER TOWN CAUSE HE KNOWS I’M WASTED FACIN’ TIME AGAIN AT RIKERS ISLAND AND I WON’T GET OUT BECAUSE I’M CARAAAZY BAAABY I NEED YOU TO COME HERE AND SAVE ME I’M YOUR LITTLE SCARLET, STARLET, SINGIN’ IN THE GARDEN KISS ME ON MY OPEN MY READY FOR YOU

reblog to make your blog smell like cinnamon and warm brown sugar

high hopes by panic at the disco and blurred lines by robin thicke arent included because everyone hates those songs + i want more variety

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Leon Morrocco  Patio, Syros

The Snow Day by Komako Sakai

Danielle Mckinney (American, b. 1981), After the Dance, 2022. Acrylic on canvas, 40 x 30 in.

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Charlotte Brontë  — Jane Eyre