“ You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.”
– Oscar Wilde
I have loved the stars too fondly to be fearful of the night.
— Sarah Williams
Virginia Woolf〡Selected Prose; Mrs Dalloway
“If someday the moon calls you by your name don’t be surprised, because every night I tell her about you.”
— Shahrazad al-Khalij
how long do i have to romanticise my life for before it actually gets romantic? just curious.
Head empty just Hozier songs, quiet woods, Caravaggio paintings, dark cathedrals, empty streets, Donna Tartt, red wine, overcoats, bitter cold, black coffee.
“I’ve always liked quiet people: You never know if they’re dancing in a daydream or if they’re carrying the weight of the world.”
— John Green, Looking for Alaska
"You only talk about the moon" I'm sorry, but does it look like there's anything more worthy than her highness?
this pandemic will end and you’ll claim the window seat in your favorite cafe, stand in a crowd at a concert, visit a museum and make crappy art in the park. sometimes things feel like they’ll go on forever, sometimes bad things feel heavier than good things, sometimes life feels like it’s slowing down and all you’re doing is waiting for the full stop— but just because this hopelessness is all that you’re feeling right now, doesn’t mean that it’s all there is. there’s always more and you will experience that, and you will feel alive again.
Only reason I haven’t gone insane is because I romanticise everything.
you deserve to be loved without having to hide the parts of yourself that you think are unlovable.