The occasion is: table for two, I am alone.

Walden ou la Vie dans les bois.

The tide is full, the moon lies fair.

Watch me bleed out until there is nothing left inside of me.

I NEED THE LIFE 🌊🌊🌊🦀🐙🐞🦋🦋🦋❤️❤️❤️🖤🖤🖤🌷🌷✨✨✨🥦🌶️🍓🍒🍒🍒🍒🗺️

I feel like a flower.

First time with blue hair, fuckin’ glitter, and the future in my hands.

Random 🌈

I-will-sleep-early-but-ended-up-awake-until-8-in-the-morning kinda selfie.

There’s a willow that leans over the brook, dangling its white leaves over the glassy water. Ophelia made wild wreaths out of those leaves, braiding in crowflowers, thistles, daisies, and the orchises that vulgar shepherds have an obscene name for.

Climbing into the tree to hang the wreath of weeds on the hanging branches, she and her flowers fell into the gurgling brook.

Her clothes spread out wide in the water and buoyed her up for a while as she sang bits of old hymns, acting like someone who doesn’t realize the danger she’s in, or like someone completely accustomed to danger.

But long it could not be till that her garments, heavy with their drink, pulled the poor wretch from her melodious lay to muddy death.

Midsommar.

ACQUA EMPOWERS WOMEN. 💧 Water and women are linked by an indissoluble bond, as women often bear the primary responsibility for water collection. Every day, women around the world will spend a combined 200 million hours collecting water.

How are we holding on today my soldier

Jennie spending bucks like there's no tomorrow

Too lazy to math

Serpenti Tubogas double coiled flowing on the wrist. #Bvlgari

Hi, I am Alice.