Ethereal

"She tastes like nectar and salt. Nectar and salt and apples. Pollen and stars and hinges. She tastes like fairy tales. Swan maiden at midnight. Cream on the tip of a fox’s tongue. She tastes like hope."

Grounded on earth, unrealistic and blunt. Take it or leave it.

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phoenix-warrior:

*~A World of Pure Imagination~*
thelovenotebook:

Good Vibes HERE

venetianassasssin:

Falkreath’s graveyard.

(via sassydragon)

"She did not wish to remember; it troubled her when people tried to disturb her loneliness; she wished to be alone. She wished for nothing else in the world."

- Virginia Woolf, The Voyage Out  (via mirroir)

(Source: awritersruminations, via mirroir)

melisica:

(by ByLaauraa)
melisica:

(by ezorenier)
xdeadbunnyx:

Wrapped around my ankles over the waterfall