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Swans
Afternoon nap
one day i will wake up and i will get out of bed straightaway and i will make breakfast (and eat it) and i will journal and do yoga and clean while listening to music and bake and dance and love and love and love and go to work in a job i love and come home to the house i love that i share with the one i love and it will smell so much like love that it will make people sick and i will write letters to my friends with little mementos in and i will stargaze and i will watch my favourite movies in a pillow fort with hot chocolate and snacks on a rainy day and i will jump in puddles and shout back to thunder and howl and the moon and i will live.
one day.
i love talking to people in real life and being like “oh yeah i have instagram but i don’t really use it… i don’t have facebook or tiktok or anything like that either… idk i just don’t want to waste my life on social media, i prefer to live in the moment” and then i go home and spend 12 hours a day on tumblr
The Bells and other Poems by Edgar Allan Poe illustrated by Edmund Dulac
'98 baby, she/her. ur fave pagan goth bitch. a lil dramatic. my body's not a graveyard. ask me stuff, i dont bite
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