the songs moon river, can’t helping falling in love, dream a little dream of me and la vie en rose have such a particular and smooth vibe, they sound like they came straight out of heaven
Tag: mood
[History Assignment due @ 12AM]
ME: @ 11:58
“Wendy, I’m Home”. Photographed by Dorian Ulisses for Vogue.it
The smell of her perfume–unmistakable, white blossoms with a powdery strangeness at the heart–was like a blown curtain over an open window.
Donna Tartt, The Goldfinch. (via pinkbowjournal)
“We’d make houses
out of honeycomb;
know the language of the leaves,
and when the breeze
came and went,
so did we.
Our bruised bare feet.
Our naked history between the trees.
Our glass of longing
poured full.”— Schuyler Peck, Moss-Covered Heart (via schuylerpeck)
The sunflowers,
The irises,
The starry night,
The whole splendor of a new world.
Yu Guangzhong, from “On A Painting by Van Gogh,” wr. c. 1990
(via violentwavesofemotion)
love galore 