ok but imagine taking a nap with the person u love
she:
i think the moon is my soulmate
sweet creature by a lake by harry styles - harry styles
I have never felt more ethereal than I have when listening to this
A woman is like a tea bag; you never know how strong it is until it’s in hot water.
Goddess of beauty, you died, all in a glow of roses,
Alexander Blok, tr. by Boris Jakim, from Poems of Sophia; “Ante Lucem,”
(via violentwavesofemotion)
(via violentwavesofemotion)
*lovesick sigh*
golden mornings through the haze
winter looks: wearing a blanket over your shoulders like an aging king and looking over your kingdom with weary malaise
Anders Zorn, details, hands. source
2019 mood is tenderness
