absolutely still.

http://allieeinwonderland.blogspot.com/
my name is allie. i am a dreamer who likes cuddling and making headbands and necklaces out of wildflower weeds. i love tan lines, fresh shaved legs under clean sheets, nail polish of all colors, tumblr, butterfly kisses, regular kisses, kind strangers, doodling and painting, when a favorite movie is playing on TV and i catch it at the very beginning, the olsen twins, hot baths, the feeling of your feet hitting the ground on a good run, getting an unexpected good grade, sushi, longboarders and skateboarders, comfortable 6inch heels, crawfish and oyster seasons, street cars in new orleans, and books.

A is for artist, because i love to paint.
L is for lagoon, because i wish i were a mermaid.
L is for love, because i love to love.
I is for ink, because i love to write.
E is for eye shadow, because i love makeup of all sorts.

But listen carefully to the sound
Of your loneliness
Like a heartbeat.. drives you mad
In the stillness of remembering what you had…

—Fleetwood Mac, “Dreams” (via introspectivepoet)

(Source: azlyrics.com, via introspectivepoet)

And kid, you’ve got to love yourself. You’ve got wake up at four in the morning, brew black coffee, and stare at the birds drowning in the darkness of the dawn. You’ve got to sit next to the man at the train station who’s reading your favorite book and start a conversation. You’ve got to come home after a bad day and burn your skin from a shower. Then you’ve got to wash all your sheets until they smell of lemon detergent you bought for four dollars at the local grocery store. You’ve got to stop taking everything so goddam personally. You are not the moon kissing the black sky. You’ve got to compliment someones crooked brows at an art fair and tell them that their eyes remind you of green swimming pools in mid July. You’ve got to stop letting yourself get upset about things that won’t matter in two years. Sleep in on Saturday mornings and wake yourself up early on Sunday. You’ve got to stop worrying about what you’re going to tell her when she finds out. You’ve got to stop over thinking why he stopped caring about you over six months ago. You’ve got to stop asking everyone for their opinions. Fuck it. Love yourself, kiddo. You’ve got to love yourself.

—(via vvolare)

(Source: irynka, via vvolare)

obsessive-ninja:

  • NOT
  • EVERYTHING
  • IS
  • ABOUT
  • SEXISM
  • OR
  • RACISM
  • OR
  • LGBTQ-PHOBIA
  • AND
  • SOMETIMES
  • THINGS
  • ARE
  • JUST
  • THINGS
  • AND
  • YOU
  • DON’T
  • NEED
  • TO
  • TURN
  • EVERYTHING
  • INTO
  • ARGUMENTS
  • FOR
  • EQUAL
  • RIGHTS

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